SORE

         Your eyes are sore, oh how they ache
         From looking for the truth
         There must be more to life than this
         But still you stand aloof
         Following the worlds demands
         You fit in with it's ways
         Heading for that unknown fate
         You're numbering your days.

         The answer to your empty life
         The One who fills your needs
         Is standing right outside your door
         And it's for you He bleeds
         Wanting so to give you love
         He died to set you free
         Open up your door to Him
         It's you who has the key.