Wednesday, August 26, 2009

Flower in The Rain by Jaci Velasquez

You are the one, theres no one else
Who lifts me up and gives me water from the well.
But theres a hole that seems to drain it all away.
And once again Im left in fear and doubt
When all my strength is crying out.
So, here I am again
Willing to be opened up and broken like a flower in the rain.
Tell me what have I to do to die and then be raised,
To reach beyond the pain like a flower in the rain?
The evil wind, (ooh) it blows a storm to rock my world (aah)
Just when think Im safe and warm.
Im led astray far too easily.
Its always hard for me to say Im wrong,
Until I know I cant go on.
So, here I am again
Willing to be opened up and broken like a flower in the rain.
Tell me what have I to do to die and then be raised,
To reach beyond the pain like a flower in the rain?
Lord, you have searched me and know
When I sleep and when I rise.
Youre familiar with all my ways.
Even the darkness will shine
Like the day when you look into my heart.
So, here I am again
Willing to be opened up and broken like a flower in the rain.
Tell me what have I to do to die and then be raised,
To reach beyond the pain like a flower in the rain,
Like a flower in the rain?

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