When memories stir and we dream of the past
The sorrow that lingers; love that never did last
The hot tears we shed; ‘if only!’ we sigh
The pain buried deep, while time slowly goes by.
One day is a lifetime with a thousand to come
Each one like the last and still more to run
The sky’s blue has faded; the sunlight is weak
Summer’s heat has been raided by the tears we weep.
Will the sun rise tomorrow or will it stay hid
In a blanket of sorrow and wait till it’s bid
To shine forth once more as our hope is restored
By the love of the Father and our tender Lord?