Living Water (A Widower’s Song)
How I miss the color of her smile
The living light she'd pour into my day
A breathing of the air again, a whisper to my trusted friend,
A gathering of life upon her face
Chorus:
I want to say this to the children:
Life is harder than you ever thought it would be
But in the darkness of the pain,
Standing on the edge of hell,
What is true may still be hidden,
Like a book high on a shelf
Persevere in love, my sons and daughters,
Do not leave the well
You will find the living water
When you serve someone besides yourself
How I miss the color of her smile
The living light she'd pour into my day
A breathing of the air again, a whisper to my trusted friend,
A gathering of life upon her face
Chorus:
I want to say this to the children:
Life is harder than you ever thought it would be
But in the darkness of the pain,
Standing on the edge of hell,
What is true may still be hidden,
Like a book high on a shelf
Persevere in love, my sons and daughters,
Do not leave the well
You will find the living water
When you serve someone besides yourself
It wasn't even easy in our youth
Clinging to each other, and the Truth
Misunderstandings, pain, and sin; the temptation to just give in,
The Presence and the prayers to see us through
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Bridge:
And when she could not stand; her voice could barely speak;
The cruel creeping of age, making us so weak;
I did not walk away, though tempted to at times
We grew in love each day, through a strength somehow divine
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