I use to dream of dreams, “why am I here?”
Stood by the door, listening with my ear,
I hope to get a sign, at least a message from God,
But I got nothing, everything came to a halt.
As time pass by, I finally found my will to live,
Now I know the reasons to give.
I did not found Him, but He found me,
He was always here, now I can finally see.
He – Jesus Christ (My God and Savior)