The clouds above
Everybody says I just have it all
"She looks nice, she's pretty"
But at the inside she feels so small
And that's a pity
She has these thoughts
Don't know how to deal with it
What's there high above the clouds
Where I looked at as a little kid
I know He does exist
But I don't know where He is
What does He have to do for me?
I have it all, I'm nice, I'm pretty
I have problems in my life
And I ask Him for help because He is so wise
People think I don't need Him
I'm nice, I'm pretty, I have everythin'
But I need Him so much
I wish I could touch
The clouds there high above
Which a little me had loved
"She looks nice, she's pretty"
But at the inside she feels so small
And that's a pity
She has these thoughts
Don't know how to deal with it
What's there high above the clouds
Where I looked at as a little kid
I know He does exist
But I don't know where He is
What does He have to do for me?
I have it all, I'm nice, I'm pretty
I have problems in my life
And I ask Him for help because He is so wise
People think I don't need Him
I'm nice, I'm pretty, I have everythin'
But I need Him so much
I wish I could touch
The clouds there high above
Which a little me had loved
Reacties op dit gedicht
| mienke: | Woensdag, mei 26, 2004 14:14 |
| Lieverd hij is super mooi! ik hou van je en God loves you 2!He wants to help you!He is always with you xxx |
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| (S)(*)NightShade(*)(S): | Woensdag, mei 26, 2004 14:12 |
| You can as well! en ja, vooroordelen natuurlijk.. |
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| Auteur: riel | 
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| Gecontroleerd door: christina | ||
| Gepubliceerd op: 25 mei 2004 | ||
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