Quadro
Irmã Latoya
Frame
I painted my life
In a frame
And Jesus was not there
After tearing up the drafts
I felt an emptiness
The red of blood was missing
The brown of the cross was missing
The colors of the tunic and the beautiful blue sky were missing
The red of blood was missing
The brown of the cross was missing
The colors of the tunic and the beautiful blue sky were missing
My life
Without my Jesus
It was hollow, hollow, the pies
I repainted the painting and there was my Jesus
I remade my life
I left everything behind
And God restored me
It was a perfect picture
Because Jesus was there
It was a perfect picture
Perfect
Because I was with Jesus
My life
Without my Jesus
It was hollow, hollow, the pies
I repainted the painting and there was my Jesus
I remade my life
I left everything behind
And God restored me
It was a perfect picture
Perfect
Because I was with Jesus
It was a perfect picture
Perfect
Because I was with Jesus
