Sitting here in the window tonight
Watching the children standing on the corners
Bring back so many memories.
Back then children didn't gather together on corners to fight
And we didnít have to run in the house to save our lives.
Sitting here all alone, all our children married and gone
I sit thinking of the past something I do often these days
Nights like these come to mind
Of when you and the neighborhood guys stood
On the corners at the end of the block and sung songs
As our parent and us young girls sit and listened so proud
Now when we see young folks gathering on the corners we know
That weíve better head for the door, weíve best to go inside.
Oh my Honey how I miss you.
How I wish you was here with me
To easy the pain ripping at my aching heart
I sometimes look up in the sky and ask God
Why did He have to take you?
And sometimes to be honest I ask Him why He didnít take me too.
Then I dry my eyes and apologize because I know God knows what
Heís doing. And who am I to question Him.
Sometimes I cry more then I talk to Him
And sometimes as I lay crying and talking with God
I wake up to another day
One all bright and shiny
I wake up all refresh and I lift up my voice and sing praises
And give thanksgivings because I know I am blessed.
I know His ways arenít my ways and His time isnít mines
And so here I am longing for what can never again be
Not on this Earth, not in the flesh will there ever again be a You and a Me...
But I hold to the promise that one day, one day we will be together again
There with Christ in eternity.