I sit upon my bed and I
Can't tear my eyes away from the floor
"I hear it in your voice; your dreams are all slowing down."
My head in my hands
What is this decision I must make
Which is the path of light,
And which is the path of dark.
So tired, just to lay down and die
Would be such a sweet pleasure;
"All we know is that we do not know."
The thought of causing pain
Creates a war inside my soul
Like to live or to die
Am I killing myself,
By letting this die?
Oh God, lead me
Guide me,
Holy Spirit, speak for me,
Whisper in my ear now,
As never before,
The way this little one should go.