I feel the icy wind blowing on my skin.
The people passing by talking to me of sin.
Oh if only they knew where I have been.
I Pray for an Angel for God to seen.
One that my pains he will mien.
Then you came along.
I though I had waited too long.
That your voice now would be a sweet song.
I wanted to think that with you I belong.
That my heart may have been wrong.
You say to me that God truly loves me.
I ask how can this be.
You say that he will set my spirit free.
I reply this I can not see.
I ask you to let me be.
Now wanting my pain for you to see.
Days pass by so slow Alone here in the snow.
I wait for you to show Maybe just to know That my life is not to low.
Three days have pass.
My heart is shattered like glass.
All I get from you is sass.
You are nothing but an ass.
Your worlds are so cold.
You think your so bold.
Others believe the Lies you have sold.
Even those that you now hold.
I sit on this street alone and half beat.
My eyes you won't even greet.
Nor even give me a little meat For to me that would be a treat.
No, For you must be discreet.
You sit in your nice home Reading your larger tome.
Drinking your drink with whipped foam.
Seeded nicely like a plant in loam.
You care nothing for me.
Sitting under the old wood tree.
on bending knee begging to be set free.
Wanting to feel life's glee.
I shiver and shake as sickness takes healths place.
Your dreams are haunted by my sadden face.
Knowing that you are not in Gods good grace.
You wish I'd vanish without a trace.
So your life could turn back to a normal pace.
Days and nights pass soon turn into a week.
You know that I am all but a little to weak.
I tell you that love is only what I seek.
You laugh at me and call me a freak.
So I lay down by the creak.
To you no longer do I speak.
Your hatred for me all but a little to deep.
So alone and lost now do I weep.
I wish now forever just to sleep.
Thinking of you as nothing more than a creep.
I'm so weak now I can't even stand on my own two feet.
I have no close to wear and nothing to eat.
No blanket to keep warm not even a sheet.
Covered now in nothing but sleet.
One day soon you know I will die.
But to save me you don't even try.
You can't see the pain held deep in my eye.
Nor know that with angels I shall fly.
You say that you are Christian and free from sin.
Oh how your words you do Spin.
Though they are wearing just a little to thin.
And no glory to God shall you win.
Though you will meet him with a grin.
But he shall never call you on of his kin.
Your life goes on day by day.
In You nice home you stay.
Till the month of sweet tender May.
When children come out to play.
Your mind clouded and a dark grey.
You think now of that little stray.
You know now the price that you must pay.
For the child you let die by the crystal bay.
Nothing more does she have to say.
Alone for ever will she lay.
Your eyes are truly open now.
You can wipe the sweat from your brow.
As never again do you vow For something like this to allow.
You feel the wind blow. And hear her sweet voice flow.
Your heart now filled with a glow.
Closer to God now and forever you shall grow.
Thanks to the child left out in the snow.