05 Slipping through my Fingers

Once I stood on solid ground

My feet were planted on the floor.

My life was like a rock,

Firm and concrete to the core.

Now it’s slipping through my fingers

Can’t hold on to anything no more.

 

I had a job I loved

I had a lover I adored

But then one false accusation

I was dismissed without a thought.

It’s all slipping through my fingers

Since you walked out of that door

 

I had held on to my faith

Knew what we all were living for.

But the doubts have taken roost

I have lost my guarantor.

It’s slipping through my fingers

My inner peace has gone to war.

 

It’s all slipping through my fingers

My ship of life has run ashore