Saturday, March 15, 2003



"It's three p.m.," She said.
I said, "You're crazy."
She said, "Get out of bed,
why are you so lazy?
Why waste the day away?"
I said, "Because I'm tired."
So reckless for all these years,
I crashed into a wall.
There's a ringing in my ears,
And it's my wake up call.
Jesus gave me a wake up call.
Take this world with a grain of salt.
Jesus gave me a wake up call

"It's three a.m.," she said.
"Who are you Matchbox 20?"
She said, "Are you getting rest?"
Sarcastic, I said, "Plenty!"
"Don't be a hypocrite"
I asked, "What are you saying?"
"When you praise God do you mean it?
Are you sleeping when you're praying?"

I know that pride and summertime come before fall.
Almost missed the bus, but Jesus gave me a wake up call

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