I sent you out a servant to the sadness in your eyes
Thought there would be the teacher you would learn to recognize
And even as I watched you break a thousand times in two
I left it up to lessons taught to show you what to do
I stored our conversations in the corners of your heart
And buried them in soil that will never fall apart
And should you need to reach me when you stand upon that ground
I'll walk with you again so you can tell me what you've found
For there beside your footprints are the slightest hints of mine
My Faith once had the daughter I've  been keeping all this time