The Pieces That Serve You Well

Waiting for the rain

To wash away today

Waiting for the moment

That I find the things to say

Praying for the words

To finally find my lips

Hoping for that second

That I can come to grips

Take me

Break me

Pick up the pieces that serve you well

Take me

Make me

Who you want me to be

Break through the storm clouds

With a bright beam of your light

Bring end to all this darkness

This never ending night

Help me to love

All the things I’ve come to fear

The loneliness, the emptiness

I wasn’t meant to bear

Take me

Break me

Pick up the pieces

That serve you well

Take me

Make me

What you want me to be

Father I am waiting

To start anew and fresh

Praying for the moment

When You will touch this flesh

Sitting in the darkness

I’m waiting for Your Light

To come down and transform me

To make everything all right

So take me

Break me

Pick up the pieces

That serve you well

Take me

Make me

What you want me to be

To the Father the Glory for He is the Author of all things in Heaven and on Earth

Peace and Love… Mikey