Michael On Fire: Music

The lines on my forehead are deeper today
The clock keeps ticking away
Tested by fire and molded by clay
I don't really have much to say

Been there, done that
Seen it, felt it
And I've heard it all before
Can't get enough,
Please give me some more

Testing my miracles, testing my faith
Trying my patience, fading away
Aiming my answers, drawing me out
Tempting my senses, making me shout

Biting my tongue, eating my words
Making my changes, my thoughts overheard
Edit my feelings for peace in the home
Always improving, always alone