A Night Of A Solemn Prayer

 
Guide my steps if I ever go astray
There are not so many hands stretched out wide to me
Not enough arms to welcome me home
Out of depression it may seem to fill empty space
Broken hollows which never seems to heal
Touch me so that I can see that hope never disappoints
Open my eyes so I see the blindness of this world
I have been lost neglecting the trace of time
But give me a dream to reignite my passion
Never let sentimentalism divert my sole purpose
Hate to love, Love to hate
This is a weakened heart
Too scared to be pierced
Too pessimistic to take on the world
Too timid to be strong for you