Growing into success

Letting go of me,

With the dream of becoming all you’ve called me to be,

Cause weather it be,

By land or by sea,

I know you’re alleys there for me,

Even when my ears don’t ear and my eyes don’t see,

God is need you to set me free,

And to help me to grow tall in you like a tree,

God take me a I am that’s my heart’s plea,

Not all the money in the world or even a shopping spree,

No it’s that you will make me all that you’ve called me,

To be,

So that can happen and dear God you can have your way,

I’m letting go of me,