Drown me in your light,
And let it shine on me.
Stormy are the clouds.
So treacherous the seas.
Drown me in your light,
And let it shine on me.
Stormy are the clouds.
So treacherous the seas.
Pull me up.
Come and pull me up.
From the gutters that I suffer,
I don't want or need.
Pull me up.
Come and pull me up.
From the gutters that I suffer,
That keeps me on my knees to bleed.
Drown me in your light,
And let it shine on me.
Stormy are the clouds.
So treacherous the seas.
Pull me up and set me down,
On solid ground.
Pull me up and set me down.
With your shining light on me.
Could you please,
Come and shine your light on me.
Could you please.
Could you please...
Come and pull me up,
From the gutters that keep me on my knees.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A great poem, it's simply wonderful...........................