I just came to say goodbye I didn't want you to see me cry, I'm fine

You come to me with scars on your wrist You tell me this will be the last night feeling like this

Don't say goodbye Cause I don't wanna hear those words tonight

Things are changing It seems strange and I need to figure this out You've got your life

Embraced in the promise of You Is rest for the weary soul Releasing all that is mine I reach for You

Still, soft quietly spoken voice That persistenly calls my name And quickens my heart to come And I come

almost forgot you!

Ignorance is no excuse, it's the real thing.

All change is not growth, as all movement is not forward.

Stubborness does have its helpful features. You always know what you are going to be thinking tomorrow.