“My Love” by Bebo Norman

My love, will you take my hand and run?

My love, can’t you see that we have just begun?


When she walks into a room, the world just freezes

To watch her spin just like the wind above the ground.

She won’t force into your heart; she just eases

Without a sound…


My love is deeper than the darkness of my soul,

And my love has a habit of forgetting to let go.


And the crowd were pressing in like perfect strangers;

That was the day I felt her hand slip out of mine.

She waved at me and I don’t think she even wavered

As she waved goodbye…

She did not cry…

But she waved goodbye…


My love, why did you take my heart and run?

My love, can’t you see that we had just begun?



Lord, give me the strength to carry on when my soul feels heavy with loss.