Too Much

Too Much 

I Think I've Lived Too Much 
In the Span of a Few Years 
I've Learned Too Many Things 
And It's Caused Too Many Tears 

I Wonder If It's Possible 
To Know Too Much of Pain 
It's Very Hard to Deal with 
It Could Make Me Go Insane
 
So I Got down on My Knees 
And I Prayed to God above 
Oh, Lord Please Help Me 
Cause I Don't Know How to Love 

I'd like to Say I'm Sorry 
But I Don't Even Know What for 
Every Time I Think I've Found Love 
I See the Closing of the Door 

Then I Heard a Voice 
It Was Gentle, Sweet and Warm 
Say," You Just Trust in Me 
And I'll Keep You from All Harm." 

Connie Moore
Copyright © | Year Posted 2014

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