Good night sweet dreams
Good bye I am leaving you here,
This is my choice, to let you die.
Not to think about you sweet dreams
Not even to hear you cry, but to leave you
Camping on this dry road side,
allowing the wind to crush your beating heart
That is my forsaken dream, to what I say good bye!

So help me God not to sin, but to leave behind
The cripple the lame and the weight that kept me behind.
Dear God I pray, keep me near to you and far from my old dream
But true to the one that you have birthed that I tried to abort so many times
To love for the power of God of most high and let me remember the Old Testament law
So that I can live in the Jehovah level today of grace, mighty mercy and love.

Glory to the God on high.