My own thing going

Well I’ve got my own thing going
I never want to stop roaming

I’m happy as a bird out of a cage 
I feel every day like I’m on stage

Nothing can ever happen to me
I’m in control of everything you see

Then one day, I was blinded by a light
I said God, why did you pick me tonight

My son earthly happiness you have
It is short-lived if you don’t misbehave 

I bring eternal Joy that will last beyond the grave
If you believe in my Son Jesus, whom to you I gave

February 5, 2023
Mark Waldrop

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