Did they ask
Did they ask why a cross marks your table?
Did you tell them that on the hill
Those who stood weeping witnessed no fable?

He knows I have a dream
And that it is because of you
But he taught me you are not a piano
To be played only when I choose to

To be risen
To be risen before our eyes
It meant to watch him suffer
It meant to understand why a man dies

He knows of my loneliness
And that it is because of you
But he taught me to accept the reasons
And to understand what I put you through

To speak to an angel
To speak to an angel who reveals the good news
Is to know that his words were true
And it is now up to me to believe or refuse

He knows I am aging quickly
And that it is because of you
But he taught me to believe in my life
Faith must endure what doubt said was true