Book of Job

Look up in d sky and tell me what is left for us to see, so many mornings that we wake up, no money in the pocket to be, never stop to take the short cut though it might be easier for me, whenever a thought that is as such confronts and recognizes me, I go down on my knees and pray in the morning, no matter what comes on my knees I will stay, i keep beseeching, so let the storms come cos i know that love will conquer everything, and I know that u got me, and I got u Cos when we lie, we love when we cry we love when we suffer we love when we die, we stay in love