The Light
When I was born all I could do was cry
Life's such a thorn cause I was born to die
Life's such a rose blooming in the night
Hoping for love, reaching for light
And so there I was all alone with me
Standing in the dark too afraid to see
So, I closed my eyes and began to fight
That's when I turned away from the blinding light
Well, I grew up fast and caught the midnight train
Oh, those twists and turns on a track of pain
I held onto me with all my might
Around the bend I came, searching for light
A thorn and a rose, I had it all wrong
So I sat me down and wrote this song
I prayed to God to make things right
That's when He called my name and when I saw the light
Copyright © Ron Ryan | Year Posted 2011
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