The morning light has risen upon your saddened eyes
Mine heart is all but joyful as the tears fall from your mind
Thinking that I notice not the piercing thorns upon your heart
You race your hands so quickly to cover up your scars
Turn not your face from mine eyes...your heart is in mine hands
Upon mine face I do cry for the husband of mine land
The cold winds blow upon your face, in the sorrow of the night
I pray you'll feel Gods warm embrace till you reach the morning light
Oh tired eyes please know that when on mine face I cry
to the Lord of heaven and earth that he give you wings for flight
but mine heart does surely notice the tears upon your mind
as you hold me in your dreamstate and mine words they echo kind
I love you more than mine own life as I reach out for your hand
oh my hero and the father of the children in mine land
come to me soon my love and let me wipe the sweat from off your brow
I see your hands are blistered from the breaking of the ground
The balm of Gilead shall be placed upon your wounds
and the land you break out of love shall make the roses bloom
when the morning light does break forth the sky orange
please feel me there beside you praying away your storms
I give to you this promise oh husband of mine land
I see your hurts and teardrops as you blister up your hands.
If I could at this moment kiss your weary face
I would give to you the the moment of by happiness and peace embraced