You could have been my baby.
You always still will be.
Although you couldn't be farther from me.
In another life we'll see
all the ways He held you close
all the ways you knew Him.
Maybe it's a fairy tale
but so could all my fears
If I'm going to imagine
And live our lives so far apart
I'll think of all the crazy ways
He is comforting your heart
This wandering and wasteland
Is a garden in His hands
I will think of how life blooms
Wherever Jesus stands.
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