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You said this country was bankrupt
You assured me God wanted you to go
that He directed you to another land
You said your future wife was waiting for you
in a big garden with red roses
and with a big Bible in her left hand
But you're just dreaming
with your eyes wide open
denying to see the reality around you
you like inventing places and dates
to comfort yourself
cause you really hate advice
Good friends tried to advice you
but you ran away angry
behaving like a toddler in a park
Women ran away from you long ago
cause every thing you promised to do
was just that
a fantasy project that never came true
Listen to me, this is my last chat
you're flying with wings of plastic
you have projects and schemes in your mind
but you never surrender your will to the Lord
you're flying with wings of plastic
you're heading nowhere and you know that
don't let excuses wither your decisions
just get yourself together
and let God speed your way
It's ironic how you tell me
your faith is growing stronger
when all you have ever done so far
was running away from problems
you're forty years old
and you're still acting like a teenager
don't you realize that damage
you're doing to yourself?
You have a lot of talent
and lots of great things to give
but your arrogance is dumping it all to the trash
you can talk great things
and possess knowledge like no other
but at the end your fruits
will judge with no remorse
if the talk you talk
is the way you walk
Listen to me, this is my last chat
you're flying with wings of plastic
you have projects and schemes in your mind
but you never surrender your will to the Lord
you're flying with wings of plastic
you're heading nowhere and you know that
don't let excuses wither your decisions
just get yourself together
and let God speed your way
This is my last chat to you
I love you my dear friend
but if you don't wanna listen
I can't change your mind
It's up to you now
It's up to you now
You assured me God wanted you to go
that He directed you to another land
You said your future wife was waiting for you
in a big garden with red roses
and with a big Bible in her left hand
But you're just dreaming
with your eyes wide open
denying to see the reality around you
you like inventing places and dates
to comfort yourself
cause you really hate advice
Good friends tried to advice you
but you ran away angry
behaving like a toddler in a park
Women ran away from you long ago
cause every thing you promised to do
was just that
a fantasy project that never came true
Listen to me, this is my last chat
you're flying with wings of plastic
you have projects and schemes in your mind
but you never surrender your will to the Lord
you're flying with wings of plastic
you're heading nowhere and you know that
don't let excuses wither your decisions
just get yourself together
and let God speed your way
It's ironic how you tell me
your faith is growing stronger
when all you have ever done so far
was running away from problems
you're forty years old
and you're still acting like a teenager
don't you realize that damage
you're doing to yourself?
You have a lot of talent
and lots of great things to give
but your arrogance is dumping it all to the trash
you can talk great things
and possess knowledge like no other
but at the end your fruits
will judge with no remorse
if the talk you talk
is the way you walk
Listen to me, this is my last chat
you're flying with wings of plastic
you have projects and schemes in your mind
but you never surrender your will to the Lord
you're flying with wings of plastic
you're heading nowhere and you know that
don't let excuses wither your decisions
just get yourself together
and let God speed your way
This is my last chat to you
I love you my dear friend
but if you don't wanna listen
I can't change your mind
It's up to you now
It's up to you now