From Indian Lakes
The Man With Wooden Legs
When was I alive?Could It be sleep is all I know?How could I have made mistakes?Is there something more for me to learn?Will I ever make it back to youAnd will you still want me?Have you been waiting for the sound of my return?I'll wait for your calling.."If I was ever an imperfect sonOr a foolish boy, or a wretched child,I was only out looking for JesusI was only becoming a Godly man!"Pace the floorWooden legs have never been so silentThe wind outside the window sounds like heaven is almost hereBefore I was made, I was close to perfectionSince I became, I've gone the wrong direction."The lies I've told, the hearts I've stolenHow could I pretend to love so long?My God, I'm a terrible mess today!My God, I'm becoming a monster!"
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