The Christian
Her spiritual side went quiet
Just as the music of the birds fade away in the cold weather.
She wrestled with her heart all summer
And the angst was finally now gone.
She named herself Christian again to abide in something greater
For she was tired of figuring What Is?
Just as the music of the birds fade away in the cold weather.
She wrestled with her heart all summer
And the angst was finally now gone.
She named herself Christian again to abide in something greater
For she was tired of figuring What Is?