Questions

Stare into gods face
Trying to find my place
Keeps avoiding me That trace of who I want to be Suffered injustice
Dont know what trust is It slipped away
But I trust Ill find it someday
Been disconnected embraced and rejected
Either way it doesnt bother me But I keep moving doing what Im doing
Guess thats the way its sposed to be Who, what, where and why
Voices walk with me at night
Who, what, where and why
Questions of my life
Angel on my shoulder
Winds blow colder
And Im afraid
They might blow my angel away
Im the dead ringer
There goes the chick singer
What they dont know
Is what theyll never see
But I keep movin doin what Im doin
All the fear Ive held inside
Has left me with some peace of mind
And now loves knockin at my door
Thats when I know theres something more