Looks like my blue skies fade to gray
Looks like my pasture's gone away, but
I still don't need your golden cherubim
All I need is God
All I need is God
In the beginning
All I need is God
To survive
All I need is God
To help me all I need
By Kara
Looks like my blue skies fade to gray
Looks like my pasture's gone away, but
I still don't need your golden cherubim
All I need is God
All I need is God
In the beginning
All I need is God
To survive
All I need is God
To help me all I need
2 comments:
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ale
What a beautiful poem, and so true :)
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