

Cold winters in that one-room flat
No heat except the stove where we sat
Then the hammer fell,
my father passed away
And the sky just turned
to a heavy gray
I looked for work
till my boots wore thin
Every door I knocked on wouldn't let me in
I stared at the ceiling,
crying in the dark
Believing I was left without a spark
(where were you then?)
I thought the silence meant I walked alone
An orphan heart made of heavy stone
But seasons turn, and the cold winds fade To reveal the path
that the struggle made
Now I hold my own child in the morning light
And I see the meaning of the longest night
You taught me patience,
you gave me faith
Every broken promise was a saving grace
You were walking right beside me in the dust
It took the valley to teach me how to stand
It took the hunger to trust a giving hand
It took the silence to hear your quiet voice Now in the
shadow, I will still rejoice (yes I will) Oh,
I hold my child in the morning light!
And I see the meaning of the longest night!
You taught me courage,
you gave me faith!
Every single step was a saving grace!
You were walking right beside me in the dust!
(right beside me!)
In the dust... Yeah,
you were there