Something underneath
It's just one of those days
When communication doesn't function
Emotions boiling underneath
My eyes keep watching, fragments of thoughts run on and on
Group evening, people enough, but the ability to fellowship locked of
Yes, God gave a lot of healing, changes along these two years
But I still don't know what to long for, to be happy like anyone else
I feel abandoned, I'll just wait what God will give, what one day appears
I asked for painful feelings to emerge, but now I don't know what to do
Is it a remembrance from when I was nine? My sister blond and pretty
Her hairs were stroke, stil tiny and fitting in the playground toys
And I stood and watched, nothing special, way to big, not chearful and witty
Is it the past that stil holds me tight, in its grip?
Or is it the drawing back when others take their space?
God, you promised me a future, I need healing from you
Step by step, you lead me, always faithful, let me see your face