Mar 6, 2012

TENNIS


                   

                Like a game of tennis
                I keep sending back Your ball
                If only I would let You win
                Then You would have my all
                My shield is quite a barrier
                Defences, very tight
                So how long can I hold out
                Till I finally see the light.

                It's only me that's suffering
                By doing my own thing
                I can't release Your power
                Till the same hymn we both sing
                So may I let You keep my ball
                As I concede defeat
                Cause You are one opponent
                Whom I certainly won't beat.