She came and went just like the beautiful leaves of fall
one day here the next day gone
And just when, you think she'd be running' out of hope
she'd get back up and try again
And one day I know that we will meet here again
saying whoa, saying whoa
And though the distance may seem like its a big tragedy
I'm singing whoa- I'm singing whoa!
And though you haven't been here for long I'll miss you when you are gone
You should know, you should know
That God has a plan for you, through these lens we cannot view the big picture of it all
And your strength in life help me see the path to my own reality
Where I must- and must not go
And though our time in life's limited, one day we'll be glad we did
The things that brought us
safely home
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