As I lay me down to sleep,
I pray the Lord will hear my weeps.
My life is filled with all I love,
and still I can't seem to rise above.
Above all this darkness and all of this pain,
and all of these clouds that are bringing the rain.
Dear Lord, please guide me,
through all of this gloom.
Lay upon me all the strength,
that my body can consume.
Help me to find my way to the light,
where I can be hole again and fix what's not right.