There is someone in need of a smile.
Someone who hasn't in a while.

Someone needs your hopeful cheer
to help them through all their fear.

Someone needs to hear your voice
before they make the wrong choice.

Someone needs your warm embrace
to stop the tears on their sombre face.

There is someone in distress somewhere
who doesn't have someone to care.

People need someone like you,
you have no idea what you can do.

Why are you sad?
Look to the sky.
It's not so bad.
No need to cry.

You will make it through.
You will see them again.
Heaven will welcome you,
they will love just like then.

A smile will be on your face
when you see them again.
Forever in embrace
and it will remain.

Brush back your tears,
but it is okay to cry.
Your heart will always be near
even at this temporary goodbye.

They flutter and fly
as they leave each branch.
They flutter together
like a butterfly avalanche.

The tree is their home
where they destined to be,
but they do roam around
readily and free.

Together they will stay
in their butterfly family.
This place will always
be their butterfly tree.

I life my hands
and give you You praise.
I raise my voice
and sing Your name.

You are everything to me
and I'm everything to you.
You are everything I need.
I just want to worship You.

I lay myself
at your feet.
I cry my eyes,
you are all I need.

I hear Your voice
and I am brand new,
and even still
I just want to worship You.

Blood stained the ground,
thunder made a crashing sound.
His body torn with skin ripped
all the wounds sore from being whipped.

Love was found in that blood
which seeped in our souls from the mud.
The rain stopped as His body taken away.
No other moment measured like on that day.

That love in that blood carried to the tomb
and broke the rock with a giant boom.
Light struck everywhere to the sky,
but this was not His last goodbye...

her words shattered
because she has no voice.
her opinion doesn't matter
she has no choice.

her life forsaken
taken away from the world.
no one wants to hear you
because you are a girl.

her mind full of ideas
but she doesn't want a riot.
she keeps her ideas to herself,
the world wants her to be quiet.

She shivers in her jean jacket,
both nervous and cold.
Her first time on her first date,
and she not sure what is to be told.

She looks to him,
black hair, brown eyes, broad shoulders.
He turns to her, she blushes
and her feet become colder.

He stops, and she stops with him.
He smiles at her and leans in.
He grabs her face for a gentle kiss,
and their relationship begins.

After many years of marriage,
they walk slower on this same spot.
Now in a cardigan not nervous at all,
not a fearful care or thought.

She now looks at him
with her wrinkled smile and face.
She kisses his soft lips like before
in their falling in love place.