As I look up from my sorrow,
And let the wind dry my tears,
I again see a tomorrow,
To the past, my hauting fears.

As I am willing to carry my cross
And step by step walk my path,
You offered me your support,
And made the weigth seem much less.

As the light comes shinning through
After a very cold, lonely night,
Our paths crossed when we were true,
And hope and joy stopped by.

Beyond today I cannot see,
Work on finding peace of mind.
But to feel the wind I'll allow me
For all things there is time.