Texty: Spoken. What Remains. Fly With Me.

Yesterday I stepped outside
and thought of the things I had in life.
Can I ever be the person that I want to be
and can you ever see the person that?s inside of me?
Should you try or should you fail?
Or does it matter anyway?
You wonder why I think God is real.
You wonder why I don?t push you away.
I?m not ashamed, so stop trying to pull me away.
Do you want to live; do you want to fly with me?
Once again, I realized to make it through this live.
I?ve got to get up when I fail,
and with God I will prevail