written by Don Chaffer on 5/27/98 at 0:51
I`m starting to see
just how I get so lost while I`m looking at the book
inside the Counselor`s door
And starting to read
I lose track of the time and I forget just what it was
that I had come here for
CHORUS
But I`m learning to remember
Oh I`m learning to remember
A walk in the rain
can be so painful if you`ve been so dry that now you`ve cracked
and now you`re open and sore
Ignoring the pain
seems so perfect as an option til you`re lying
nearly dead on the floor
BRIDGE
I find that I forget
the blood and how it mixed with sweat
the saving of the lost
the breathing of Your last upon a cross
