I almost wrote a really depressing blog post. But of all people, Pastor Harris showed up on chat and said hi and completely got me off that track. Funny how God compels people who generally do not start the IM conversation to say hi to me when I'm brooding about stuff.
So I clicked off my blogger tab. But this song keeps going through my head, and I wanted to post it somewhere. It's too big to quote it all on my gmail status, so I'll put it here...
I made a habit of never making promises
That aren't easy to keep
And there you have it but now I'm making one
That is to keep you here with me
'Cause every second that goes by
I feel it's just a waste of time if I'm not with you
If home is where the heart is
Then my home is where you are
But it's getting, oh, so hard
To spend these days without my heart
So I'm taking you with me
Anywhere that I could ever want to be
For the rest of my life
I want you there with me
And if there ever comes a time
When I should have to leave
I hope you know
That I, I'm taking you with me
And so I'm trying to hold it all together
And make it through the day
When I'm just dying to drop it all and take your hand
So we can run away
From all the miles and the hours
That seem to endlessly devour
The time that I could be with you
If home is where the heart is
Then my home is where you are
But it's getting, oh, so hard
To spend these days without my heart
So I'm taking you with me
Anywhere that I could ever want to be
For the rest of my life
I want you there with me
And if there ever comes a time
When I should have to leave
I hope you know
That I, I'm taking you with me
Every second that goes by
Is one more second off my life
And it couldn't be more clear
I'm literally dying without you here
And every second that goes by
Is one more second off my life
And it couldn't be more clear
I'm dying without you here
Yeah, every second that goes by
Yeah, every second that goes by
So I'm taking you with me
Anywhere that I could ever want to be
For the rest of my life
I want you there with me
And if there ever comes a time
When I should have to leave
I hope you know
That I, I'm taking you with me
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I miss you. I wish you'd come home and stay.
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