She is running A hundred miles an hour in the wrong direction She is trying But the canyon's ever widening In the depths of her cold heart So she sets out on another misadventure just to find She's another two years older And she's three more steps behind
Does anybody hear her? Can anybody see? Or does anybody even knows she's going down today Under the shadow of our steeple With all the lost and lonely people Searching for the hope that's tucked away in you and me Does anybody hear her? Can anybody see?
She is yearning For shelter and affection That she never found at home She is searching For a hero to ride in To ride in and save the day And in walks her prince charming And he knows just what to say Momentary lapse of reason And she gives herself away
If judgement looms under every steeple If lofty glances from lofty people Can't see past her scarlet letter And we never even met her
He is running A hundred miles an hour in the wrong direction
God is there for you as He was and is for me. When we have no one to turn to, no one we think in this world cares, no one we think who finds us the least bit important. Let me tell you, you are. For a hundred reasons and a hundred cents worth(and more im not that rich), YOU ARE!
For everyone ELSE, live and love today like it were your last. Let the people you care for know they're loved, or you just might lose them one day.
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