I've exhausted every possible solution
I've tried every game there is
From glass alabaster she poured out
The depths of her soul
Oh,
All these years to many ahead to think clear
Some say
I come into this place
Burning to receive Your peace
I come
Just when I think I've got it, it's gone
When I
You in the mirror starin' back at me
Oh, conscience let
Papa, I think I messed up again
Was it something I
I think about the waves of time
And how they roll
Daddy, daddy, do you miss me?
The way I crawled upon
I sit here and question why my God loves me
And
As a little girl I came down to the water
With
She's a skin art junkie
All cute and petite
All her fat-cat
Seeing as I found a rock in my pocket
Seeing as
He is my light and my salvation
Whom have I to
Alone, alone is where I'll be
Waiting, waiting so patiently
Escape this
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