I want but to rest
To turn my back on the world
And its trappings
And its failings
And its wantings
And wrap my arms around this thing
So whole
So true
So warm
And so much greater
Than anything behind me
I want but to rest
To turn my back on the world
And its trappings
And its failings
And its wantings
And wrap my arms around this thing
So whole
So true
So warm
And so much greater
Than anything behind me