Tears Don't Come From Heaven
A journey that is only for you-
Tears don't fall from heaven-They come from our souls
Tears don’t fall from Heaven
They come from our hearts
Hope and Trust, and finding love for who we are.
Tears don’t fall from heaven
They come from our souls
As we are pushed and shoved and we forget who we are.
Tears pour from heaven
Heaven lost me as angels sing
I stumble to get back up
But have been stripped of what I thought I believed
The tears from heaven wash away the tears on my cheek
I close my eyes to hold back the tears-
For if they escape I believe I will lose me.
Heaven help me- decide where to go
If anyone is listening
I could use a wish or some hope
I know I am not found
Even if I am not completely lost
Heaven please help me-
Make my way from the dark
It truly is not fair-
That if I have worked so hard
To not have a single soul care about what I hold in my heart
Worth more than what is offered
Not given a single thing
Heaven if you could help me
I could sure use a little break.
Tears don’t come from heaven
They pour out of our hearts
But as the tears run out
Emptiness takes over who we are
Please don’t let me run out
Of this fear or of this pain
Because I know I am still okay-
As long as I am still praying things will change
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