Against All Odds

I'm trapped.

Bounded on my hands and knees.

The mountains too high,

Can't you see?

You'd think I'd do anything,

To be free.

*Wrong*

I don't like where I am

But that's where he put me.

You'd think there's nothing left to do,

Than go to the rhythm ofmy life's song.

*Wrong*

I've got faith the size

Of a mustard seed,

More like a speck of dust.

But I'm willing to keep believing,

If it be your will.

My heart beats, For you to use me one day.

You put me here.

Where I am.

So I can do your will.

With my last breath,
On this Earth. I'll thank you.

And I know for a fact,

That that's not wrong.....

 Because you help me

Against all odds