He is my Real Thing
The room is empty and hallow
Darkness diffuses in every corner
With no windows and doors I became claustrophobic
But in the mist of the emptiness
I layed flat and closed my eyes
And searched deep beyond what the eyes can see
I felt the wind touch my skin
The sun rays burnt my eyes just a little
For a moment that hallow space was a garden of Eden
Beautiful and Colourful
Some say it was my imagination running wild
But it felt soo real
The smell of the freshly blooming flowers
Suddenly I was back to Genesis
Free at the hands of the Lord Almighty
Finally I layed my head in his pastures
And fell into a blissful sleep
I woke up the next day with tears raining down my face
I would trade a thousand years for that one moment of peacefulness
Every thing was real though it was only a dream, an imagination
The only thing that mattered was Jesus who had became the garden I have been longing for
I wanted to go back, back to the light
Darkness diffuses in every corner
With no windows and doors I became claustrophobic
But in the mist of the emptiness
I layed flat and closed my eyes
And searched deep beyond what the eyes can see
I felt the wind touch my skin
The sun rays burnt my eyes just a little
For a moment that hallow space was a garden of Eden
Beautiful and Colourful
Some say it was my imagination running wild
But it felt soo real
The smell of the freshly blooming flowers
Suddenly I was back to Genesis
Free at the hands of the Lord Almighty
Finally I layed my head in his pastures
And fell into a blissful sleep
I woke up the next day with tears raining down my face
I would trade a thousand years for that one moment of peacefulness
Every thing was real though it was only a dream, an imagination
The only thing that mattered was Jesus who had became the garden I have been longing for
I wanted to go back, back to the light