I Will Take My Sabbath
In You My Shepherd
My Love
I Will Walk Where You
Send Me, So Please
Send Me
Due To You Being You
And Me Being Me
We May End To Be
Afraid Of Being Ourselves
So Our Mailboxes Fill
With False Hope To Fulfill
Our Search For Who We Are
Mend Our Heart And Heal
Our Scars
I’ll Be Your Peter Pan
And We Can Fly Away
Off To Never Land
Our Scars Will Heal;
With Time In Our Bags
We’ll Steal.