outlaw poet.....

Timothy Johnson I tried turning on to peace..somehow evil always got in the way..now its past the point of fixing..with this pain i just cant stay..just let me know some peace..im looking for it today..just send me home to jesus..ive had enough of the devils ways..yes im worn from being broken..im ready to live a different way..just send me home to jesus..ive had enough of the devils ways.......the outlaw poet


dont go home to jesus come to me...

Timothy Johnson take away a poets words..hide an artists brush..ask a singer to whisper..dont follow your heart..let fears kill dreams....and the world becomes a cold lonely prison.........the outlaw poet

*sigh*


Timothy Johnson love grows in a good mans heart..for hes true..his feelings are never through..he thinks he sees her in the georgia sky..it makes life without her not so sad..yes his love grew and only jesus knew..now believing dreams can come true...outlaws dont leave love outside the door..through canada over mountains or across the seas..he'll go for in love and his soulmate he believes..outlaws love deeper and forever more

yes believe!


Timothy Johnson why cant you hold the child in me..and play under the trees..cant we find a time without sorrow..a home untouched by human greed..just a simple life with simple dreams..where only ones smile was needed.....why cant you love the child in me..and im the only one you see..with a bond that knows no end..where we can still ...climb a tree..forgetting about the world around us..where we live for you and me.....the outlaw poet

I do love the child in you....

Timothy Johnson i dont like sad songs..feelings of sadness or everyone crying along songs..i want to find a band..rocking along with happiness..so everyone can sing along..lovers walking hand in hand in step with dreams..a woman and her man..i only want happy songs..singing of lifes beauty..where everyone can sing along.............the outlaw poet


Timothy Johnson little warm puppies..ferris wheels at the fair..riding my scooter into the night..sunday family dinners..fighting for what is right..listening to the red headed outlaw..dancing with the one i love..and riding in the wind are things i believe in............the outlaw poet

but do you believe in us?