Walking along just wasting time
Lazy day nothing to say
An idle state of mind
From the corner it Grabbed my eye
The Forbidden fruit
The struggle that was inside of me
Was stronger than my youth
What am I going to do
Too much is going on
Somebody help me please
Can't make it on my own
Voices from my childhood call
Momma sang her song
Jesus is calling Yall
Son when your week he is strong
There's a fork in the road ahead
I've never seen before
Mine is narrow the other one
A wide open door
The decision confronted me
The choice was mine to make
Blinded by the darkness
It was a chance that I could not take
What am I going to do
Too much is going on
Somebody help me please
Can't make it on my own
Voices from my childhood call
Momma sang her song
Jesus is calling Yall
Son when your week he is strong