Poor Boy

like a breath of fresh air and the wind at my back

toe to heel with strong strides taking miles off the map

in this journey called life where i've walked so far

under the heat of your sun and shine of your stars

step by step i've crept i've crawled and i've run

felt the palm of your hand and the barrel of death's gun

i ran for my stood strong through strife

from a miscarried live to waiting for my life like

i heard it sung a thousand strong all night long

heard heavens bell gong something its like

i've been there in total despair

now i've tasted and i've touched

a breath of fresh air

'cause i do live and i hope and pray

for something better and brighter today

for something there for something there

'cause i was just a poor boy living in poor world

but you gave me more love that set me free

'cause i was just a poor boy living in a poor world

but you have gave me more love that set me free

like road trips on open roads

windows down sun setting a fresh new clothes

shoes off so you can stop reflect on all these paths unfolding

with these staffs that are pulling in this world so controlling

its not always best to take the interstate

sometimes the most is on the windy coast way

'cause wide is the path pulling astray

narrow is truth in these days

but all the while i hear a still small voice say

you climbed the cliffs rocked the desert on your very own

swam the seas, sang the songs with the sweetest tones

the beaches you've combed moons you've roamed

but all the while a voice calls you home

like a coming of age on the road less traveled

from the concrete streets to the back woods gravel

from the cage to the stage as my wings unravel

you won the war though i'm still fighting battles

'cause i've hoped and i've fallen

i've ran and i've stalled

i've hung up and i've called

i've laughed and i've balled

but through it all i'm standing tall

'cause i heard your call, sing it out ya'll