Thursday, July 20, 2006

Turn To

Driving away from the wreck of the day
And the lights are all red up ahead
A million things I need to say
A million things I should've said

Slowly moving inches forward
My foot tapping on the brakes
I need to be reassured
I've had all that I can take

Pleading with God above
Please send me some relief
When push comes to shove
It all comes down to belief

The loss of a loved one
We see our breaking point clearly
But look closely at what's been done
It's not about loving someone dearly

It's about an unexplainable power
Miracles that do come true
When you're in your darkest hour
Who do you usually turn to?

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