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And I tried to hide For I found no one In whom to confide. By day I cried, By night I wept. My eyes a vigil kept, When all the world Had slept; I was the only one left. I felt the chill From death's fingers I heard it's echoes From banshee singers, I sniffed its air; In the sphere, it lingers. I tried to close my eye, I even longed to die, Empty were the rivers of Tears, And so I couldn't cry. Just then When I was left To hangout to dry, That very day; God sent you my way. You brought me The suns golden rays You helped me listen To the sweet music That lovely song which My heart beat plays. You drove my fears away, And helped me come To live in a brand new day. You were my hope When I gave up, You were my beat When my heart Stopped, You spiked me up When my pulse Dropped. How ever can I say Thank you, How ever can I show That I appreciate you, O! How ever can I say That I cherish you. Now to love I'm a debtor Unto man And to his creator For you His wonderful creature; That restores life And bids great pleasure. You are my life's greatest Treasure.
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