Upward not inward.

As time slips by, I lose my trust
It grows a mind of it's own, it seems
My hope goes off on a different path
Or is it me that leaves?
Does the faith leave me or I it?
Hope, faith, trust, love
Do they have minds of their own?
No, I am the one with the mind
I do with my companions as I please
My faith, my hope, my trust, my love
I steer those to where they should go
The part that is lucky for me is this
Where they need to be is magnetic
It pulls them closer with an invisible force
It shows that even though I can't see it
Something is there
Something is pulling me and all I have closer
Closer to the prize
Closer to where I need to be
Closer, closer, closer, closer