SORE

sore

 

Your eyes are sore, oh how they ache
From looking for the truth
There must be more to life than this
But still you stand aloof
Following the worlds demands
You fit in with it’s ways
Heading for that unknown fate
You’re numbering your days.

The answer to your empty life
The One who fills your needs
Is standing right outside your door
And it’s for you He bleeds
Wanting so to give you love
He died to set you free
Open up your door to Him
It’s you who has the key.

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