There is a chance that you and I
One day will have to bid goodbye
But who knows when or wonders why
Who made the rules that do apply ?
There is a chance that you and I
One day will have to bid goodbye
But who knows when or wonders why
Who made the rules that do apply ?
The leaves of life our stories tell
As all our days with living swell
Though events happen slow or fast
Some may be short while others last.
Each committment we guarantee
Does change our path or set us free
Times are troubled and full of woe
And with the seasons seem to grow,
There is no answer clear or sweet
That shouts aloud win or defeat !
One feeling is consuming me
It seems to set my senses free
This holocaust of life and death
Begs God’s forgiveness with its breath !
What courage does sensation bring
Will it engender anything
Or cower in some corner there
Afraid to take life anywhere ?
Where is the sun that chastens night
Our faith will guide us by the light
We have the right to see it through
God will be there I promise you.
If we have lost or we have won
We shall not know till life is done !