All the people who suffer
And the winter that loves her
I trudged through the snow 
I must go through this coz I cannot let go
And the winds howled, the dark cascaded 
Am I too young to be this jaded 
Create a space, the Lord said
Or is this just a voice I hear in my head
But don’t we all
In the year of the freefall
Into open air 
But there’s no ground to pull your hair
And tell you you’re not good enough
It’s pure unadulterated love
That catches your skin
When you trust in Him
And see 
That the blades of grass hold eternity
In their silky green skin
And how much more are you loved within
In the true home 
You are never alone 
You must come to know
Something holds you and will not let go