could it be?
he is here for me
choices past
chances cast
it is not true, I’d deny
the time sure did fly by
gone with the wind
never to be back again

could it be?
the perfect thing for me
dreams lost
risks cost
lonely nights
losing fights
another day thrown away
nothing left to pay

could it be?
the setting sun I can see
a seeming perfect resting place
trimming and embroidered lace
money runs out
no one devout
no longer safe
in this threadbare place

is it true?
eternal life with You
no need for riches
mended with stitches
happier than ever
alone, never.