Lost in thoughts of pain and sorrow
Never to see a bright tomorrow
The Lord of Salvation has left my side
No longer a helping hand to guide

Day by day I struggle so
Just to walk to and fro
No words of praise or love
Just words of hate and painful shoves

Lost again from all that's dear
Oh Lord please take me out of here
One more day of a clouded sky
I just wish I could say good-bye


The pitter-pat of little feet,
stomping down the vacant street.
Tears dripping down a sad sad face
mommy's lost and out of place.

Sunlight shines down upon this soul
 to aid the search and obtain a goal.
Guides her tiny little feet to a shop
just down the street.

Standing there by a boutique
her heart's desire what she seeks.
Mommy stands a look of fear
sees her toddler coming near.

Soon they join and embrace
no longer lost or out of place.
Little one in mommy's arms
safe again and free from harm.

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