In
Control
Dear Lord, I come to you today
on bended knee, distressed
Somewhere,somehow I've lost my way
Dear Father you know the rest
I come but as a little child
For in that time I fear
is where I lost my way Oh Lord
please help me make it clear
I want so very much you see
and yet so very little
I want to see my life unfold
and be right in the middle
I want to be in full control
COMMANDER of this vessel
instead of marching to the tune
I may just blow the whistle
I need to stir the pot abit
shake up all those sleeping critters
then maybe it will all come clear
and release whats all ajitter
To speak up, to be in full command
could prove to be benificial
for it's "in silence" I lost my way
it was my only hope of survival
Now Lord, I realise thats all past
and onward I must travel
I need your guidance now I pray
Let's see my life unravel
by LBO Kaet

Last updated 11th October 1998