My Life

My life is like a fire burning,
My life is a tire running,
My life is a fruit hanging,
With lots of desire swelling,
That make me forget the Almighty's dwelling.

My young little life fears,
My fresh new life dares,
My life is a iceberg on the ocean without melting.

It's waiting, and had waited
For the Titanic's crushing.
My life is a ship,
So I keep floating,
My life is the ocean itself,
So I am just flowing.

I rock and I roll on rocks.
Caged though, I still move about the box.

My life has used,
My life been used,
And as never faded.

My life has loved,
My life has been loved,
And it's also been hated.

The world is a place to tour,
So, my life had whored,
But, will never be wasted.

'Cause in the midnight hours,
I bow my head down,
And pray to God in all round,
For forgiveness of sins found,
That I know he would forgive in full ground,
But, would not forget them or confound.

My knowing and toying with
The Almighty's rules is something
I would forever regret.
I have only one life to live
And it's something I never forget.