I wish I knew how you spend your days,
singing and dancing in glorious praise.
Do angels soar through golden gates?
Do heaven’s sunsets shine like the lake’s?
Do you walk hand in hand with your life-long love?
Do you feel the warmth of your mother’s hug?
As time goes on I miss you still, I believe I always will.
So I’ll wait for my time, who knows when,
maybe you can tell me then.