I only have one teardrop,
to wash away the rain,
thats falling from the heavens,
down upon my pain.
I only have prayer,
before i say 'amen'
that is, to one day know you,
but ill be gone by then.
Which way shall i come to you,
by land, or by the sea?
When ive been gone for so long & you have forgotten me.
Rest assured that when i sleep,
ill always dream of grace,
that is, the opposite of these things,
and to one day see your face.