May 27, 2005 12:36
Passing through
I wake with your praises on my lips
I had my hope restored in the night
I had a vision of my life
I saw my past through your eyes
All the mistakes and downfalls
I went through
Helped my spirit grow into what I am now
So now I know this time of trouble isn’t the end
Because I’m just passing through it
And I’m not going to dwell here for long.