You ask me do I love You, the answer is yes—undeniably yes
I look at my life and what You have done for me, all I want to do is progress
Into the spiritual me that I know that I can be—resembling the Sunday morning paper, permanent press
Bringing me through the most dangerous storms that I have ever had to face
When life was suffocating me so extremely—No air, on my knees in despair, no breathing space!
But You were there, always there—Your love, that beautiful love that I will forever chase—ANYPLACE