Friday, June 12, 2009

Behind the Door


There was the one that helped me find myself,

And the ones that made me want to be someone else.

There were the ones that taught me how to love,

And the ones that loved me just because.

Then there was the one I chose to love,

And that one taught me how to cry.

Now they’ve all moved on,

And even though they’re all gone,

I keep holding on….


Michael W. Smith - Pray for Me


Here is where the road divides

Here is where we realize

The sculpting of the Father's great design

Thru' time you've been a friend to me

But time is now the enemy

I wish we didn't have to say goodbye

But I know the road He chose for me

Is not the road he chose for you

So as we chase the dreams we're after


Pray for me and I'll pray for you

Pray that we will keep the common ground

Won't you pray for me and I'll pray for you

And one day love will bring us back around again

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