Now I See Your Eye's

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Now I See Your Eye's




I love you, you love me.

Yet, I never see you, and you're not free.





Bound to a schedule that keeps you far away'"

When finally you're home again, not one word do we say.




Time and distance it's made us stranger's you see.

I look into your eyes, and I see your bonds, surely you're not free.





Tied to that black ribbon, that winds around, spins, and weaves a longing in the heart.

Catching the fever, you listen for the fast fading steps of our children, as from our home they depart.





Waiting, watching hoping they'll all be okay.

Praying they'll make it on their own, listening for the final shadow that leads to the day.





As the last child leaves, your heart as mine gives a start, grieves.

Yet, that ribbon of black calls out your name, taking my hand you whisper it's time to catch the "fallen leaves"




Hugs and kisses, we give all our children, our last belongings we divide.

Our love for them we cannot hide.




Asking them once and again, if really truly they'll be ok we wave our final goodbye.

Taking my hand once and again, you draw me to you, as we close the door, our love reaching out once again, sparkling as the starry night sky --




Youth, spent in tragedy, poverty, stress untold, cleaning, de-cluttering, and worry, over this and that, it is all past.

All our possessions gone, there is no looking back, you've caught the fever, the old fever of our youth, was the "rolling stone" so contagious at long last.




I love you, you love me.

Together we'll soon be unbound, and free.




Removing our bonds, releasing to God all that we cannot do, we'll soon soar.

Having done our best, having done our worst, it won't matter anymore --




You see our children are grown, and gone; it is just us alone, two strangers stepping out --

I look at you, and I wonder did we once really scream and shout?




Such a long time ago, we were young, so many dreams.

So many dreams, yet always, every time, circumstances worked together to rip out our hearts by the very seams --




Tears we washed away, in the rain, in the shower, in the sunshine, never our pain did we wish to share.

A broken heart, a life broken and shattered truly it is too much for one to bear.




So we pretend everything would get better year after year.

We cleaned, worked and saved, paid our savings to bills and repairs, yet we somehow believed the rains would wash away the final stains, of that last shattered crystal tear.





We laughed, when our memory began to fade.

Relieved really that soon our pain would soon be hidden in the depths of our minds shade'"




Hidden away, our broken dreams will forever be forgotten.

Saying goodbye, we'll soon step inside close the door, and search out Interstate ten --




Following one highway sign to another, we'll watch as other's live out their dreams.

Passing through a lonely town, we call and tell all our children we love them, and pray that God will guide their lives, and bind their heart's deepest seams.




We listen as our children tell us their plans, listen as they tell us their dreams, and we pray they never die.

Listening we hear, yet still for them we pray, we wish them well, we say goodbye, and we lie.




We say we are fine, living a dream, going from place to place.

Never do we mention that we've given away even our final resting space.





Hanging up the phone once again, we smile, no longer stranger's to each other, for our hearts are intertwined and sealed.

Yet, now our children with families of their own are so distant, yet somehow forever are they sealed within the deepest recesses of our intertwined heart, as love has finally healed.




What, we could not do, God knew, our hearts greatest desire God knew, and soon to Heaven we'll fly.

We loved each other, we loved our children, we hated all the gossip, every hate filled lie --





Yet, nothing we could do would stop the slanders, the gossip, and the lies.

In silence we reminded our children over and over again to do right, how our heart broke, as our children asked "but why", stifled in silence we too, often in the night to God would linger and ask "but why", and God heard our silent cries --






"Do right, and do good, no matter what do right" and so we reminded our children over and over again, through the years, as time slipped away.

We wanted to give our children so much, we wanted to so many things, but all we could do was pray.





So we prayed for mercy, prayed that God would heal all our broken hearts, take away the pain, and take away the shame.

Yet, never did He take away the pain, or the unwarranted shame, or the lying lips, instead He asked that we trust in His name.




Trusting Him, we buried our hurt, buried our tears, and buried our pain so deep we could not weep.

Yet, He knew our need; He knew we needed our sleep.





So He took the pain, He took the shame and He lifted it upon His shoulder's and gave us peace.

Gave us peace to live, to share, to love, our tear drops, and the broken shards of our heart He picked up piece by piece.




Picking up each piece, He sewed our hearts back together again, setting us each free.

I love you, and you love me'"




Walking out of our last dwelling, we reach out together and head for the long windy road, never knowing how far we'll go.

Never will we fear, as we are but strangers, pilgrims, in a distant land, lifting our eyes heavenward, we see Heaven's bright glow.





I love you; you love me, our bonds broken.

Freedom, speaks so loud, speaks from Heaven with a steady strong voice, forever unbroken.






No longer are we bound to the trivial matters of this life.

The roads been long, the roads have not been easy, but together with God, we'll work through this life, as husband and wife.




Traveling from state to state, place to place, we truly have no earthly space.

Yet, one day, we'll pass through for the last time; say our final goodbye, as we go to see His face.




Walking away we could not do so easily, if it were not but of His divine mercy and grace.

Our race nearly done, no other's race can we run, not even our own children's race --




Saying goodbye, perhaps, a tear will be shed, perhaps a stabbing pain will ensue, yet, it will be but for a moment.

You see my dear, we wanted so much to give our children the good things in life, but circumstances worked against us so many times, so we prayed, prayed, once and again, prayed without comment.




Prayed in silence, pleaded for God's mercy, prayed and held back silent tears, as our children wandered and strayed.

Still we prayed believing in God's mercy, we prayed, believing in God's wisdom, we prayed.



Praying, we prayed, till each of our children finally professed to be saved, still yet we pray.

Praying that each profession is true, praying that each child may lead their families one day to Heaven's open gate that leads to the never ending day --





I love you, you love me.

And now I see your eyes, forever we'll walk free --