How is it

[thailus]

How is it that we are back again
In this place where we met
Back in those days I held lots
But in that day I have laid more

How is it that we are back again
In this situation definitely not out of hand
You look at me
I look elsewhere

How is it that in this turbulent time
When the pressure disable me to breathe
That you reach out Your hand
But I hold on to these things and reject Your plan

How is it, tell me.
How is it when I reject Your hand
How is it that when I withheld my hands and grab my plans
How is it that You can hold my wrist

When the clock has rung
Airless, I fall unable to hold on to my wants
How is it, pray me, that when it occurs you slip Your hand
And grab hold of mine and love me as best as You can?