Yes he sings me songs,

Sings me praise and hymns

And plays the tune on heart strings.

Plucks each tenderly,

As he rocks me gently

Oh this time will never end.

Others doubt our take,

Fear we run too fast

And warn us all of tripping

On our own four feet

And falling to our knees

But we’ll have each other’s hand…

And we’ll fall with steadfast grips.