Passion
TO WANT SOMETHING SO BADLY
YOU OBSESS OVER IT MADLY
DRIVEN BY YOUR OWN DESIRE
ITS JUST WARM UP TILL YOUR DROWN IN PERSPIRE
ALWAYS THAT CRAVING IN YOUR SOULD
NEVER TAKING YOUR EYES OFF THE GOAL
I WANT THAT KIND OF PASSION
I WANT TO GET UP AFTER CRASHIN'
PLEASE SEND ME THINGS TO INSPIRE
I NEED HELP RE-LIGHTING MY FIRE
THIS TIME I WILL NOT LET IT BE PUT OUT
I WILL REMEBER WHAT BEING MY BEST IS ABOUT
EVEN WHEN I AM TIERD AND BEAT
I WILL PUSH THROUGH BECAUSE TO CONQUER THAT IS A TRUE TREAT
CLOSE YOUR EYES AND DARE TO DREAM
YOU'VE ALWAYS GOT GOD ON YOUR TEAM
NOW IS THE TIME TO MY OWN ADVICE
NOW IS THE TIME TO MAKE MEN OF MICE
Copyright © Tiffany Evans | Year Posted 2005
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