Make Sense
Can I hear Your whisper? 

Will I remember the shape of Your face?

If life completely blinds me to Truth

What are the Words You will say?

Will You still believe in me

Though I’ve let You down?

Will You still call me child?

Or simply take away this crown?

I need to feel Your breath

To know that You are near;

Before I lose sight ofYou

And confirm every fear!