It's so hard being a preacher's daughter
Having to live up to all the expectations...
He blew in like a hurricane
One dusty day in June...
By Andrea Sunny, OH Green man, and Willow
Words from the hands of three;Wiccan /Pagan Hearts...
A heart without love is a heart without life
He came and change me, now I can bear the strife...
I've lost you, my love
Tell me, what have I done...
Alone I sat on the hard wood pew,
back row and out of notice...
Glorious angels soar in majestic flight.
Celestial beings cut the cloudy night...
I sit in church, heart filled with doubt,
Insisting I believe...
Somehow we survive
bombshells coming at us...
You have a friend
Don’t be afraid little guy, you have a special...
Could you say a little prayer
for the people over there...
Havoc, why do you stomp so readily
On the lives of the innocent man...