Dear blank, I'm sorry, I blanked you're blank But you'd understand if you knew how much beer that I drank I know today is going too fucking slow So take
A lonely road crossed another cold state line Miles away from those I love, purpose hard to find While I recall all the words you spoke to me Can't help
Here are the books of Luke You need them to open the seed To see what goes on in the world Here in my mind Catch the wind and hold on tight To what we
Dear God, it's me again I am so far from where I could have been Dear God, I would be incomplete But you came and touched my life in time of need So I
I regarded the world as such a sad sight Until I viewed it in black and white Then I reviewed every frame and basic shape And sealed the exits with caution
You're perfect Oh, perfect I just can't control myself I can't be with no one else It seems I'm addicted to the way You like to touch me I don't think
Dear Brother, Mama left us this morning Death's angels took her away She's gone to meet Daddy up there in Heaven But we'll meet again someday She left
"You better stop foolin if you want to get along with me" True "We grew up on the block, and we know about poverty" Do you? Dear hip-hop, I apologize
Dear God Hope You got the letter and I pray You can make it better down here I don't mean a big reduction in the price of beer And all the people that
I'D RATHER HAVE JESUS (Rhea F. Miller - George B. Shea) « © '59 Public Domain » I'd rather have Jesus than silver or gold I'd rather be
I'd rather have a broken heart a two time love I want no part I'd rather have I'd rather have a broken heart Don't want to share that kind of love it
VERSE; DEAR ALMIGHTY FATHER The great awesome God Our consular, our friend We call upon you to listen And hear our prayer We will listen with open
Dear Chicago, you'll never guess You know the girl, you said I'd meet someday? Well, I got something to confess She picked me up on Friday Asked me if
Dear one, near me, truth assessed Reborn world wise, mind at rest True heart sow you, God has blessed Your soul whispers, love confessed My spirit sings
It feels so good to make it this far And I didn't think I could take it so long There were days I wanted to quit I said surely this is it but I held on
Dear God, I wrote this letter to put my thoughts on paper Sometimes life seems like a criminal without a well planned caper I know You are the answer
Dear Spike, I can tell that your company cares about its customers And that's why I wrote this letter To express my thanks to you in this endeavor
I am walking through Rome with my heart on a string Dear God, please help me And I am so very tired of doing the right thing Dear God, please help me