Ive been in the same routine for so long.

Its gotten boring and dull.

I just want to empty myself now, Lord,

With Your love and mercy, I want to be full.

Lord, please change me.

I dont wanna stay the same.

It gets so lame.

It would only produce shame.

Lord please change me.

I want to have a different breath,

Cuz Lord without change,

There comes a slow death.

Change has got to come,

Whether it be a hand, nose or foot.

When a powerful wind comes, the tree must bend,

Or be torn out by its roots.