outside my room
I sit here here in this room
and wonder what's in store for me
is there much outside these walls
is there much for me
I sit here and I am all alone
alone you see
but somewhere outside theses wall
someone is waiting for me
not sure of the when and where
or even the who or why
but I know that they are out there
just waiting so I can not be shy
But what is outside of my room
is something that is in store
for so much more that I can imagine
and just waiting to be explored
For life is meant to be lived
and not left behind theses doors
but just a little faith
is what I need and more
and wonder what's in store for me
is there much outside these walls
is there much for me
I sit here and I am all alone
alone you see
but somewhere outside theses wall
someone is waiting for me
not sure of the when and where
or even the who or why
but I know that they are out there
just waiting so I can not be shy
But what is outside of my room
is something that is in store
for so much more that I can imagine
and just waiting to be explored
For life is meant to be lived
and not left behind theses doors
but just a little faith
is what I need and more
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