At This Time Of The Day Your Face Draws A Picture In My Head
Where Heaven And Earth Kiss And Silence Is Music To My Ear
Where I Have My Arms Stretched Out Clutching You And Leaving Fear
At This Time Of The Day I Count The Drops On My Forehead
And They Spell Out Your Name On My Wrinkles Of Laughter
As I See You Find The Joys And Creations Of Your Daughter