One night unable to sleep a poem came
rushing through my mind,
Run to my pen and paper,
Then I just stared at it,
Saying now what Lord,
All of a such en the words just pop
out of my mind,
Words running around in a circle,
Lord you were so kind,
And said in time the words will
come,
So be patient my child,
I have compiled you to write the
words from your mind,
