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SHOW ME THE WAY


 

I am standing at the junction

And the red lights are turning green

Many roads lie along my way

But I don’t know which direction to take

 

Everything is going astray

And am so lost on my way

Come and be my guide

The compass to show me the way

 

Darling please be my guide

Am going to afar away place

Like a bat

I cannot see my way

 

I am a sheep

Ensnared in a dirty shepherd’s hand

He offers me the golden verdant grass

To hide me from the wisdom in your words

 

Give me a map

I want to follow your ways

Do I still have a place?

In the heavens you beautifully made.

 

Am counting my rosary beads

In a prayer for the sins I made

Hail Mary full of grace

I call the unsexed virgin to intercede

 

Come and offer me your chest

Darling in it I seek to find rest

Punish me with your love

And I shall offer you my breast

 

I am standing at the junction

And the red lights are turning green

Many roads lie along my way

But I don’t know which direction to take.

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