Porta de Amor

When I look at you, so many things I can see
You are not the same anymore
Because you lack the joy from before
When we meet, you keep complaining
You find everything absurd
And you don't open your heart, to let peace in

Tell God your problems
Tell God your pain
Tell God your life
He has a way out, a door of love

I too have been wounded, I carry the scars of the past
But I turned to Christ
When in my agony, He helped me
Do now as I did, tell everything to Christ
Because by doing this, He will give you joy and you will be happy