Fate, as a providence so far distant, so divine.
To keep me here, but am I truly alive?
Maybe...if only I could yet see a sign.

That this life, this struggle is mine.
There to challenge me, or make me thrive?
Fate, as a providence so far distant, so divine.

The junction where love and loss do combine.
Will I find I have the strength to survive?
Maybe...if only I could yet see a sign.

To prove this is some grand design,
And keep me going, restore my drive,
Fate, as a providence so far distant, so divine.

Give me vision, rather strength to redefine,
That for which I strive...
Maybe...if only I could yet see a sign.

To know how fate and I do align,
And what now, our junction will contrive.
Fate, as a providence so far distant, so divine
Maybe...if only I could yet see a sign.