The Help That I Need
When you plow my mind,
Please tell me what you find.
I’m sorry that I yelled,
Why I did I cannot tell…
Maybe I’m tired,
Maybe I’m weak,
Maybe I’m sick, who knows,
I guess we’ll see
Now I’ll say
That I’m sorry,
And much more loving to all
I’ll try to be,
Had a headache, was feeling bad,
Told her “shut up”, made her feel sad,
What was I thinking,
What say, Whatever reasons there are,
It is still not O.K.
Why did I?
Why did I?
Why did I?
Why did I?
Sitting in class I was perturbed
My grades I got back, not what I thought I deserved,
So I sulked in my chair,
Put my hands through my hair,
And said something that would make the teacher glare.
Why do I?
Why do I?
Why do I?
Why do I?
Jesus please help me,
Help me to see,
The bigger picture,
And how it’s not about me
More and more and more
Each day I pray
You’ll show love, show love through me.
Guitar
Yaah
Refrain
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