I Will Run to You.
Courtney
I can not take this pain, I can not bear this shame.
It's tearing me in two.
I feel so alone, can't breathe on my own,
So Lord I run to you.

I need you in my strongest hour, and when I'm down upon my knees
And when in fear I cower, you are all I need.

And I will run to you. I'll run to you.
Yes I will run to you. I'll run to you.

In this crowded room, alone without you.
I'm longing for your touch.
And though I know you're near, I can not see you here,
Lord I need your love.

I need you in my strongest hour, and when I'm down upon my knees
And when in fear I cower, you are all I need.

And I will run to you, I'll run to you.
Yes I will run to you, I'll run to you.

I will run to you.
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2 Responses
  1. Unknown Says:
    February 16, 2010 at 10:06 PM

    did you write this?!

    "In this crowded room, alone without you." so true. For me, at least. I often feel the most alone in a crowd. Well, when certain people are in the crowd.


  2. Suzanne Says:
    February 17, 2010 at 3:59 AM

    I hear you. He's who I turn to.


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