We believed throughout the peril
We relied on all we were
Me, I'm tired, and low, and deviled
Leaves the veil out
Least it's sure

Oh I'm near you
Couldn't be far
I'm near you
Oh I'm near you
Wouldn't be far
I'm here

Me, a child, a bow an arrow
Gray the hand the home we played
Weeks would die and fall behind us
Leaves, the lights
And stayed the same

Oh I'm near you
Couldn't be far
I'm near you
Oh I'm near you
Couldn't be far
I'm near you
Oh I'm near you
Couldn't be far
I'm near you
Oh I'm near you
Wouldn't be far
I'm here

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Writer(s): Elizabeth Powell