I used to dream in simple
frames
A steady job,
a porch at night
A warm lamp waiting at the
door
Little feet dancing in the light
Plates on the table,
friends who call When the world
gets cold and rough
I aimed for ordinary grace I
never asked for all this love
And I got more than I
thought
More than the songs could say
A life that fills the empty
rooms
And colors every day
More than I thought
Blessings in every worn-out shoe
I held a simple wish
And the world gave me
you
We built a rhythm out of
small things Coffee steam
and an old porch swing
Lessons in late-night laughter
Learning how the choir sings Children's
whispers on the stairs Neighbors dropping
by with bread A table large
enough for dreams A roof for
every hopeful head When the
lightning came and took my plans
You held the light and stood
the ground
We found a richer kind of
fortune Where tender hearts and work
are bound
And I got more than I
thought
More than the songs could say
A life that fills the empty
rooms
And colors every day
More than
I thought Blessings in every worn-out
shoe
I held a simple wish
And the world gave me
you