the love of the heart in places unable to see,
what's really going on inside of me,
holding things away with choke filled tears,
how can things be so misunderstood after all these years.
if only for once, you could walk in my shoes,
you would see past the pain that paralyed me to move,
i had to do what i had to do,
otherwise i would of lost my heart in those comfortable shoes,
so i knew....what hurt i would inevidably face
to heal my heart, and live by faith,
for without it i would be unable to stand to see,
of the hope in his love that sets me free.