One More Regret

Take me back, I beg You.

Take me back to Your arms.

Come and hold me, I'm so blue.

Come and, please, don't be so hard.

I need to feel Your love on me.

I have to kill the old myself.

Make me good, for goodness I see.

Make me trust, assent Yourself.

I know, I'm not worthy.

I know that I should be dead.

But You are not this kind of nervy

Please, come and anoint my head.

William G. Sampaio [13/06/2012]