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From Me to You


From Me to You, I don't need you.

I don't need to see you speak.

I'm done with your odorless taste.

That makes me gag each breath I take.

 

From Me to You, I don't need you.

I'm so stressed during the day,

that I can't see the light.

I'm losing the war

During the night.

 

The Good Lord has saved me,

In Ephesians 2:9.

Feel no sorrow, feel no pain

By grace are ye saved.

 

My senses are in line.

On the path he has me on.

I don't stress, stumble, and stray.

Because he is the way.

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