Monday's Pain

(альбом: Just Love - 2009)

When the highs turn to lows
And the doubt in me grows
Every door seems to close
I'm left wondering if
You're still there for me

I get tempted to run
From my place in the sun
I might just hide in a cave bed
Hope they miss me
Does that sound crazy

Lord I need You to

Let Your spirit fall down
Let Your love for me abound
More than a moment I just feel
Fill me and let it be real
Fall fresh

Because what I feel seems to change
My Sunday joy is Monday's pain
And the thought of Wednesday brings
Tuesdays where I just sleep in

But there is more left to do
And Your laborers are few
Yes I hear You calling me Lord
So I'm calling You
To see me through

Let Your spirit fall down
Let Your love for me abound
More than a moment I just feel
Fill me and let it be real
Fall fresh

Not just that fleeting thing
That is coloring all my good days
But when gray clouds hang low
Is when I need to know
That You're near

Like how I feel right now
Fed up and burdened down
It seems easier just to creep away
Lord help me stand and stay
So the world can see
Your love is real and lives in me

Let Your spirit fall down
Let Your love for me abound
More than a moment I just feel
Fill me

Fall fresh (Lord I hear of showers)
Fall fresh (You are scattering full and free)
Fall fresh (Over thirsty souls, refreshing)
Fall fresh (Don't forget about me, don't forget about me)
Fall fresh (Fall fresh)
Fall fresh
Fall fresh
About me