Somewhere under the surface there is more
More than meets the eye of this daily grind
More than what average man's eye may see
Is meaning beneath the meaning to find
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The sun shone for a time on hope so pure
As the rays danced upon those daydreams clear
All was right, with not a cloud in the sky
Together we basked in that day so dear
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I don't suppose I noticed it in the dim light of the moon
Or the way your hand held mine all night long
I don't suppose I realized just what I felt inside
I may not have felt it then, but, I felt it soon
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I felt the icy, strangling grip of death
Closing in quickly around my heart
As I struggled to breathe that one last breath
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Oh, Lord, I stand before you, mind spinning
Not knowing just what step I should take next
I am so excited yet so afraid
Lord, how will I know, what path will be best?
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Perhaps I blinked when I ought to have stared
Perhaps I never looked in the right place
To find, just once, that beautiful, bright face
Perhaps I lived my life a bit too scared
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Three hundred and sixty five sunrises
Three hundred and sixty five sunsets, too
One whole year of days and nights comprises
The measure of time that I have spent with no you
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This, a lifetime of trial and error
Of great hope and eventual let down
Of pure delight and imminent terror
A smile one second; the next, a frown
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A year of hopes and dreams and worn-out prayers
With no indication that they'd been heard
All the memories and familiar words
And lonliness made sleepless nights not rare
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