I remember those nights...
When I used to cry...
And think I was left alone on purpose...
I thought that was the wrath...
That I was supposed to endure...
For wandering away...
For being undone...
For just being me and doing what I felt I had to do at the
time...
Then I relized something...
Somewhere
Somehow
Someone must have His hand on me...
Although I didn't know it at the time...
I couldn't feel it...
And found it hard to believe...
But then one quiet night...
Way out in the Universe...
Amoung the stars...
I heard your voice...
It broke His "silence"...
And I wondered...
If that was His way...
Of showing me...
That He still cared...
If He just wanted me to wait...
So that I could learn patience...
So He could send me His perfect gift...
You...
