sometimes all i can do is stare out the window
watch the rain puddle around me
for i am weary
weary of this passion, desire, longing
constant craving
that drives me towards more
towards the deep

sometimes i feel like i'm not even in control of it
it grips me
and i am pulled head long into life
and i am weary

there are times when i can't respond to love
cannot speak forth life
cannot smile or laugh
lift a hand in tender gesture
for i am weary indeed

but it is here i come face to face with my humanity
my body is deteriorating day by day
my life is not in my hands
my own strength cannot carry me
I need the one
who promises that i will soar on wings much like an eagles
for i am weary and do not feel like flying

so lead me by those still waters my shepherd
reach over and cup the waters of life
carry it to my parched and lazy lips
so that i may drink deep
drink deep
and quench this weary heart
this weary soul
my weary mind
my weary body

restore me abba
for i am too weary to even cry