Sometimes I believe that I can do anything
Yet other times I think I've got nothing good to bring
But you look at my heart and tell me that I've got all You seek
And it's easy to believe even though...
I've got a couple dents in my fender
Got a couple rips in my jeans
Try to fit the pieces together
But perfection is my enemy
And on my own I'm so clumsy
But on Your shoulders I can see
I'm free to be me
Bee Happy Sew Along - Week Eight!!
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