Poetry
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dreams
| commentO, What a picturesque kaleidoscope dream
You’ve painted in the west for me
As the sun melts behind the clouds
I see You there
(I see You there)
Since you knocked at my door
I see You everywhere I go
Everything I am, I am in You
Spent so much wasted time
Wondering who I was in me
But now that I have found You, Lord
It’s all there at Your Tree
Your Vision beyond my wildest dreams
So I take my broken plans
And I lay them at Your feet
(Your Vision beyond my wildest dreams
So I take my broken plans
And I lay them at Your feet)
And all the stars reflect Your glory
In the night against the faded blue
They are a metaphor
Light out of the darkness, Lord
Reminds me of You