And I thought I knew it all.
I don’t know nothing anymore.
My whole world, he’s taken hold.
He knows my mind, predicts my moves,
Says what I think before I do.
I think he’s psychic see.
He knows the goings on inside of me.
He’s got my map, the path I walk.
Mouths the words before I talk.
He’s counted every breath I take
And knows how far I’ll bend before I break.
With me is where he always stays
All through the night until the day,
He has my unwavering faith.
He is the Lord above.
By Kim Larocca