SPINNING MY WHEEL

SPINNING MY WHEEL

Its no surprise I pray for paradise
I swiftly started spinning my wheel
as I write my famous lines...
I look at my empty coffee cup 
where the bitter sweet dressed my moods, 

I feel so blue like I cough the Flu
where I clothed my soul in spiritual love, 
and I neglected demands 
where my emotions are written on paper 
But my body is now in bed, 

where I cast a cold eye of the time
I open my spirit to my God 
while his spirit speaks with mine 
letting me know I will be just fine, 

When I gone to sleep
my mind gather greater dreams 
that set my soul at ease.