ChristianstienAre You made like me? Well not made, but You know what I mean,Christianstien1 day ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
Ten fingers, ten toes, ears, eyes, mouth, and nose,
If we held hands could I intwine, My fingers in the spaces between Yours and mine, And if I clung to You would I hear, A beating heart beneath Your chest against my ear,
And even if there's no heart in Your chest, I know that Your love's above the rest, And I will not rest,
Because You have lit me up like a wildfire,
Resurrected me from death to holy desires,
I am more alive than a pounding pulse,
My beat is off the charts, my heart may explode,
Every fiber of my being electrified,
My soul is finally breathing, my eyes open wide,
"It's alive!" they cry, "It's alive!"
He says Your ran from me, And just like everyone else, You just keep running,
But I know better, I read Your letter,
I know that I'm still in flesh, But You have raised me up; I'm dead to death, I'm dead to sin, corruption can fight but it won't win,
And even if I never see Your face, Until I stand before Your
Lyrics: T.P.S.Lyrics: T.P.S.20 hours ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
"The Perfect Stallion" by the Cutie Mark Crusaders
(Apple Bloom, Scootaloo, and Sweetie Belle),
from Episode #43: "Hearts and Hooves Day"
Cheerilee is sweet and kind,
she's the best teacher we could hope for.
The perfect stallion you and I must find.
One to really make her heart so-o-oar.
this one's too young,
this one's too old.
He clearly has a terrible cold.
This guy's too silly.
He's way too uptight.
Well nothing's wrong with
this one. He seems alright.
How 'bout this one?
He's much too flashy.
He might do!
[Apple Bloom and Sweetie Belle]
If he weren't so splashy!
Too strangely obsessed
with tubs of jelly.
I don't think that we're mistaken,
it seems all the good ones are taken.
I really feel that at this
Her Last Words ~ LyricsJust an average girl,Her Last Words ~ Lyrics2 days ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
She always wore a smile
She was cheerful and happy for a short while.
Now she's older, things are getting colder
Life's not what she thought,
she wished someone had told her.
She told you she was down
And you let it slip by
So from then on she kept it on the inside
She told herself she was alright
But she was telling white lies
Can't you tell, look at her dull eyes
Tried to stop herself from crying almost every night
But she knew there was no chance of feeling alright
Summer came by, all she wore was long sleeves
'Cause those cuts on her wrist were bleeding through you see
She knew she was depressed, didn't want to admit it
Didn't think she fit in, everyone seemed to miss it
She carried on like a soldier with a battle wound,
Bleeding out from every cut her body consumed
She had no friends at school, all alone she sat
And if someone were to notice she would blame the cat
But those cuts on her wrist they were no mistake,
But no one cared enough to save h