beautiful

I want to tell you a story
of a girl I once knew
she was hurt and broken
as she sat alone on a bench
with a blanket and a bag
she looked so scared and so sad
I dont know what it was
but something made me ask
"where are you going?"
she replied "I hope with god"

(Oh isnt it beautiful
the love we carry
even through missery
it will never leave
this love we carry
through out missery
yea it great to see
beautifully)

I want to tell you a story
of a young boy I once knew
he was hurt and broken
as he sat in silent prayer
next to the empty hospital bed
I asked him "wheres you mom?"
he replied "she has left me"
he looked up and smiled as he said
"she's an angel wachting over me"

(....)