Lost Then Found
I had everything,
but I didn't appreciate it.
This world is tempting.
I have been throwing a fit.
My father in heaven knows what's weighing on my mind.
He's like a shadow by side.
I don't know where to go, I have been blind.
But he will be my guide.
Just like the Prodigal son, I lost my way.
Just like the Prodigal son, I need to find my way home.
I need to get down on my knees and pray.
I don't know why I left the country to go roam.
As I headed back,
My father was outside waiting for me.
This time, I will try not to lose track.
This time, I won't flee.
My father will always care.
His love will never age.
His love will always be in the air.
It's time for me to turn the page.
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