The Stumble

I stumble along the narrow path
walking alone...
I can't tell the difference between dark and light
do I trust in the faith that I believe?
The ultimate test is that which we can not see.
I hear the people in the streets so near,
the loving...the living...and happy cheer
there must be something wrong how could it be?
I stumble the along the narrow path
walking alone...
The nights never seem to end...
and the tears never cease to flow.
During the nights I wonder in search of you...
wishing you were near...
As, I stumble along the narrow path...
walking alone...God, I miss you.
Please tell me...is there something more that I can do?
These nights never seem to end...just me searching for you...
Is this all its ever going to be?
Unable to tell the darkness from the light?
The tears never ceasing to flow?
Is this the test which we can not see?
I do trust the faith in which I believe...
As I stumble along the narrow path...walking alone...
I will not waver...nor give up the fight...
Never worrying about my tears which flow
I will stumble along...yes, because I believe...
and trust in the faith which I can not see...
Because I know this path will lead me to thee...