When troubles all around me and I don't know what to do,
I wish that I had wings just like a dove.
Then I could fly so very far away from all these woes,
And from these troubles I'd be far above.
I know that as a Christian this is not the way,
To deal with all the troubles that I face.
So I kneel in prayer and come to God through Jesus his own son,
And for my problems ask him for his grace.