watching over me


*1*4*3*If i woke to see you were watching over me

And you did so all through the night
i would stand and say
Lord, thank you for this day
And i would not leave your sight

i would brush my teeth and comb my hair
And all through the day
As i went about my ways
i would feel you standing there

Catching your laugh from a blurred memory
Listening to it from the lips of my brother
i'd hear you and start to wonder
As i held him close to me

A light shining brilliantly as i noticed
your favorite color would blow me away
the sight of a sky and midday
and i'd know you were an artist

its simple to say i would try my best
working to feel your pleasure
i'd forgive without measure
and soon the angels would to the rest

Thank you Lord, for this day.
*1*4*3*

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