Through the Eyes of Passion
in the fashion of a little child
the Lord helped me see the beauty in life through you
Only if you knew how life began again the day you called me friend,
when through tears I searched for meaning to laugh again
Through life with all its bumps and bruises and cares none could fare my troubles,
nor the roads they brought me down,
for each one brought me to you
Through the eyes of passion I now look for the great bear
has been awoken for sweetness with passion as in the honeycomb
No better way to feel the saviors touch then through a dear friends love.
You picked me up when I was down and you patiently stood by me
The greatest gift you gave me was the ability to look through the eyes of passion
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