from casting crowns...
be careful, little eyes, what you see
it's the second glance that ties your hands
as darkness pulls the strings
be careful, little feet, where you go
for it's the little feet behind you
that are sure to follow
be careful, little ears, what you hear
when flattery leads to compromise
the end is always near
be careful, little lips, what you say
for empty words and promises
lead broken heart to stray
it's a slow fade, when you give yourself away
it's a slow fade, when black and white are turned to grey
and darks invade
choices are made
a price will be paid
when you give yourself away
people never crumble in a day...
