Have you ever felt my friend,
You have no destination,
When your troubles seem to mount,
In all of Your relations,

All that You can seem to do,
Is sit alone and cry,
As You remember many days,
And know the reasons why,

Are you tired and want to sleep,
But Your mind won't let you,
So you keep on keeping on,
The same ole way you used to,

Looking for an answered prayer,
But instead theres nothing,
Wishing upon that shining star,
For the answer or something.
 
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