Growing into success

Blowing in the wind,

Like leaves tossed here in there in every direction by the wind,

I’m lost,

Lost in life,

Lost in the world,

Lost in my sin,

Sometimes I feel so down I wish I had a friend,

And I remember what a friend,

I have in him,

He’s taken me from the bottom to above the rim,

And like a diamond, he’s put the Polish on me and designed my trim,

I may be blowing in the wind,

But my storm is coming to an end,

I might have been weak for a moment, but God,

With you, I can be stronger than metal, which with much force can be hard to bend,