A Wounded Spirit in the Darkness I cry A wounded spirit in the darkness I cry, Soaring and falling, loving and hurting From the depth of the pit I dug With my own hands I am waiting The pain is just too much For my soul to bear The loneliness that I feel with no one around to care But there in the distance I see someone on his way. He is getting closer He might be looking for me! Or may be with the sun in his eyes blinded He might have lost his way, He is on a rescue mission for another And not coming for me. Sitting here buried in my sorrow my shoulders drooping, burdened with sadness, My heart sinking, overcome with emotions Hoping and praying for a better tomorrow I've lost my way, on life’s great pathconfused and lost within my mind do I stay or do I go, and what lies there beyond? emotionally confused, spiritually lost Is that someone I still see in the distance in truth coming for me? Or is he, with the sun in his eyes, blinded Bringing hope to someone else, And really not coming for me.