summer has come and past, the innocent can never last.
wake me up when desperation ends.
like my father’s come to past, 16 years has gone to fast.
wake me up when my childhood ends.
here comes the rain again, falling from the sky.
drenched in my pain again, becoming who we are.
as my memory rests, but never forgets what i lost,
wake me up when Jesus comes again.
Hi guys ;]. School started over two weeks ago. I have some more big decisions and thank God for labor day. I’m not dancing this year but you are free to ask why and talk to me about it…Did you ever dream of changing the world?