In open fields of wild flowers she breathes the air and flies away... Gives thanks to Jesus for the daisies and the roses in no simple language Someday she'll understand the meaning of it all...
He's more than the laughter or the stars in the Heaven As close as a heartbeat or a song on her lips Someday she'll trust and learn how to see Him Someday He'll call her and she will come running fall in His arms and the tears will fall down and she'll pray