There’s a ship out on the ocean,
At the mercy of the sea.
It’s been tossed about,
Lost and broken,
Wandering aimlessly.
And God somehow you know,
That ship is me.
‘Cause there’s a lighthouse,
In a harbor,
Shining faithfully.
Pouring its light out,
Across the water.
For this sinking soul to see,
That someone out there still believes in me.
On a prayer,
In a song,
I hear your voice,
And it keeps me hanging on.
Oh, raining down, against the wind.
I’m reaching out,
‘Till we reach the circle’s end.
When you come back to me again.
There’s a moment,
That we all come to.
In our own time and in our own space.
Where all that we’ve done,
We can undo,
If our hearts’ in the right place.
On a prayer,
In a song,
I hear your voice,
And it keeps me hanging on.
Oh, raining down, against the wind.
I’m reaching out,
‘Till we reach the circle’s end.
And you come back to me again.
And again I see,
My yesterday’s in front of me,
Unfolding like a mystery.
You’re changing all that is and used to be.
On a prayer,
In a song,
I hear your voice,
And it keeps me hanging on.
Oh, raining down, against the wind.
I’m reaching out,
‘Till we reach the circle’s end.
When you come back to me again.
When you come back to me again.
Happy Birthday My Sweet Love.
"When You Come Back To Me Again"
song artist Garth Brooks
"Cheesy Jessica", age 1, Summer of 1998, Hawthorne, Nevada
When you were One,
I remember:
how soft your hair was
how big and gray your eyes were
your sweet toddler scent
that week you would only eat cheese and bananas
how you liked to dance, and twirl your skirt
and how much you cherished your brother.
Happy Birthday Sis. You are loved.
