Things seem to be falling apart
And I can’t get a grip on
Anything anymore so into your
Hands I send this plea dear
Lord I’m asking you to take control
I need you to help me get on my feet
I’m not as confident as I
Like people to think
I’m a basket case inside
So if it’s all the same
With you dear Lord
Then please, please do
Take control, I need you
Father, Saviour friend
You know my future
You who know all there’s to know
I’m pleading, take control
Cecelia Campbell
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