-1So she cries again,
bearing her head in the sheets.
She is really broken this time,
because she is much less
than what she thought she would be.
He heart aches, sorrow surrounds her perception.

My plan failed, nothing is going right.
My dreams are crumbling.
My plans are not rendering the right results.
On my knees this time,
What I am is shattered, I am naked on the floor,
My pains are out for all to see.

My dreams are me,
My plans should produce my dreams...
I need to gain control again,
did I ever have control?
Is it only a game of my mind
Maybe I need to surrender all.

Surrender my dreams,
let them fly away with the breeze.
Surrender, my plans
let them decay into dirt.
Surrender all, may not one remain
Unto my own power I declare worthless.

God do take,
may my dreams be yours.
God remake,
my plans be yours.
Guide me through life,
that is all she utters.