“Honest Questions”
“Can you see,
The honest questions in my heart this hour
I am opening like a flower,
To the rain…
And do you know the silent sorrows of a
Never ending journey through the pain?
Do you see a brighter day for me
Another day,
A day?
Do you wonder whats in store for me
The cure for me,
The way?
Oh look down and see the tears I’ve cried,
The lives I’ve lived,
The deaths I’ve died
Would you die them too
And all for me?…
(You say)
I will pour the water down upon a thirsty barron land
And streams will flow
From the dust of your bruised and broken soul…
And you will grow like the grass
Upon the fertile plains of Asia by the streams,
Of living water you will grow
Oh.. you will grow…
Do you know
The story from the start?
And do you know me
Like you’ve always told me,
Do you see the whispers in my heart against your kindness,
My eternal blindness
Do you see…
(…)
Oh.. I will pour the water down upon the thirsty barron land
And streams will flow
From the dust of your bruised and broken soul…
And you will grow like the grass
Upon the fertile plains of Asia by the streams
Of living water you will grow
Oh.. you will grow…”
/D.Bedinfield/
