Oh Lord, Is It Coming From You
I sat there waiting, for a change in our relationship
Asking, the Almighty to give you a hand
Opening your mind and releasing your heart
Letting your body, come to me and wipe my thorns
Giving me a chance to breathe from the rain
Falling down my face, may I no longer speak
My soul is reaching the sky, hoping its coming from you
For so many times, you have repeated the verse
Over and over again, pounding my eardrums, into hell
Now you come with these words of roses, trying to reach
Reach for, what is no longer there, nor near
The only feeling I carry, is this fear of letting you back
Back in my mind, body and soul, as my fire flares
Asking, the Almighty to give you a hand
I scream, oh Lord, is it coming from you
Because, then its gotta be true, if its coming from you
These verses of roses, touching my heart, opening doors
Is everything he saying true, tell me, oh Lord
What do I do
I'm listening to his words, trying to forgive
Forgive this roaring pain, he put upon love
The many tears, I've cried, do to his sin
Now he speaks, trying to fix all the damage roots
For these verses have me so , so confuse
As, I wanna pick rose, by rose placing them back
Back in our bush, and regrow our roots
But, I don't know if it's coming from you
Or, is it coming from the man upstairs
What do I do
Asking the, Almighty to give you a hand
Opening your mind, releasing your heart
Unto me
oh Lord, are his words, coming from you
Do they come from Heaven or Hell
I need to know, if what he sings is true
If it's coming from you
It's gotta be true
So, what do I do
I'm so confuse
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