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Love pours easily into a broken heart

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Love pours easily,
Into a broken heart (×2)

1. I’m just one of these unruly kids that’s running free,
Loving my friends more than I’m loving my natural family,
Reason being my friends accept me the way that I am,
Whereas my family try to fit me into their little plan,
About how to make something good of me when I get older,
They don’t realise that my heart’s getting harder and colder,
What they fail to recognise is I ain’t their little puppet,
They think they can control me but I ain’t a muppet,
Why can’t they accept that I’ll do what I want to do,
‘Jus because their life’s a mess don’t mean mine will be to,
I’m a young buck, growing up, I’ll make my own decisions,
I don’t need their money, their contacts or their provisions.
Everyday they chat to me like I’m some sort of invalid,
Or treat me as if I’m still somehow their little kid,
They fail to see that I am no more at that stage,
They just don’t want to believe that I’ve finally come of age,
I’m moving out now ‘cos I can’t take this restraint,
I’m going to go be what I am, not live something I ain’t.

Love pours easily,
Into a broken heart (×2)

2. I’m four years older and I’ve been living on my own,
Round my parent’s house my face just hasn’t been shown,
I’ve been living the dream working all day and paying rent,
Payday comes, party time and all my money’s spent,
Wasted away on drink, drugs and too many taxis,
Wishing I had enough dollar for a holiday overseas,
I can’t save any money I don’t know where it goes,
Well I do I love good times so out the money flows.
I’m a generous friend, I like paying for my mates,
I also like girls so I go on quite a few expensive dates,
Which all adds up and always leaves me pocket poor,
Leaving me empty but for some reason always wanting more.
I understand my friends can’t always pay me fully back,
And I know nine times out of ten it’s usually spent on crack,
But I love my friends more than I love my natural family,
After all I’m a young unruly kid running free.

Love pours easily,
Into a broken heart (×2)

3. I’ve come to a point now of feeling desperate and lonely,
I often go for walks to places where people just don’t know me,
‘Cos the people I thought was my friends just took the mick,
Borrowing my monies to go and waste it on their next hit,
They don’t care about who I am, the person that’s inside,
I go to these places to walk so I can also hide.
On one of these walks though I met this bloke, a stranger,
Who had a jacket on connected to the baby in a manger.
I was thinking “jog on mate I don’t need your Jesus,
I ain’t gonna stand here in the cold and listen to your thesis,
On how my life’s crap and I so need to change,”
But this man was different and his approach was rather strange.
He came up to me, shook my hand and introduced himself,
At which point I told him “yeah I know I’m going to hell.”

Love pours easily,
Into a broken heart (×2)

4. He smiles, asks if I wanted a drink, I says “tea,”
I follow him onto a weird bus and sit down on a seat,
He gets me my drink and tells me his life story,
This man’s life was worse than mine proper gory!
He tells me of the love he feels from his Saviour Lord,
This man’s truth captured me I didn’t even get bored.
He proceeded to tell me about the same hole that I felt,
About how he was getting a different hand of cards to him dealt.
I was hooked, I wanted fulfillment, I wanted this love,
The man tells me I can only get it from the God that’s above.
I says “put in a good word for me next time you and Him chat,”
I get informed God wants to chat to me I thought “phat!”
I tell him I’ll try it later when I finally make it home,
Shake his hand, finish my tea and give him the number of my phone.
I walk off the bus and back down to my humble abode,
My rented accommodation nearly an hour down the road.
I thought about too much that night when I was walking back,
Like why did I never hear of Jesus and why did I lack?
I got in, shut the door, ran straight to my room,
Said “God if You’re real You better show Yourself pretty soon.”
What happened next was awesome and my perspective threw,
If you want to know what I mean, you’d better ask God too.

Love pours easily,
Into a broken heart (×2)

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