When I was younger I used to dream of


The city lights and telecast screens and

I was gonna be something more than I am...


But time went on and time got mean and

I never ended up where I wanted to be and

The more I learned the less I could understand

But from where I was and where I am now

Guess it might have been right somehow

Maybe that bit of trust is all I need


So God give me a bit of patience

Patience for then

Cuz haste and lust is the

Downfall of men

God give me a little patience

Patience to mend

We're always rushing off to meet

Our end

Growing old is always hard when

The world leaves the aging out to starve and

You're on the rise but then you lose your place

cnd it leaves you bleeding, leave you scarred

cnd cold always catches you off guard and

Soon the valleys from outside are on your face

There aint no shame in buying used and

Shiny things are often abused and

cnd good things don't always come with speed

So God give me a bit of patience

Patience for then

Cuz haste and lust is the

Downfall of men

God give me a little patience

Patience to mend

We're always rushing off to meet

Our end


Coming home doesnt mean your done

Might mean a bigger battles being won

Most things you want arent things you need

So God give me a bit of patience

Patience for then

Cuz haste and lust is the

Downfall of men

God give me a little patience

Patience to mend

We're always rushing off to meet

Our end


clways rushing off to some new sin

Better where I am than where I've been