• When things are not
    As we have sought
    When days are far too few

    Emotions so strong
    Wreak havoc upon the soul
    And when writing a song
    I think of none but you

    Perhaps a lapse
    In time is not
    What we want
    What we'd have wrought

    But God holds
    Within his hands
    This entire world
    Just as you would
    A grain of sand

    If he watches
    Over the sparrow
    As it flies around
    Could he forget you?

    If he knows all things
    Would he not see
    This love that holds
    Both you and me?

    And knowing such
    Should we waste a day
    Except in love
    To wipe eachother's tears away?

    And who by tears
    Can add a day
    To this life too short
    This dramatic play?

    And how will I forget
    What God himself has set
    A call to love, sent from above
    For which my tears do wet?

    In patience I wait
    With anxiousness great
    And trust God's plans
    Which are not set in sand

    For you, my friend
    Do I regret this trend
    For you, my dear
    Do I shed these tears
    When things are not
    As we have sought
    When days are far too few