Sunday, September 27, 2009

Chorus


You picked me up, dusted me off
Put a little music in my heart
And asked me how I got so far without my faith
Well I don't know much these days
But I know I found my place
It's in your arms, cause when I'm in them I get 
Healed.

3 comments:

Naomi Mimi said...

Amazing how words can embody ethereal emotions and turn our hearts to calm.

I needed that.

Taddyporter said...

YOU are so beautiful.

happy monday little friend.

susie said...

you have a way with words- words that wrap around and snuggle up against you leaving you all nice and toasty.