As life hurries on and time passes by
We sit and we ponder and then wonder why
Why did it happen, where did we go wrong
Life it was written to be like a song.
A song gone discordant a song out of tune
It seems we are always a bit out of true
We hum and we whistle and whisper some words
But it never comes through like we hear in our nerves
Then one day we stop, we are taken in wonder
A beautiful tune has come up like thunder
Where did it come from, this great melody
It whispers and beckons as if from a dream
The song winds around us and beckons us on
Leading us forward to new lanes and prongs
Oh beautiful tune-age from where did you fall
I'd follow forever wherever you call
What! You're my song? How could this be true?
My own little song is discordant and blue!
Oh, no, said the song, your tune isn't sad,
Your tune is the loveliest song in the land.
Come out from your musings and ponders and tears
Listen, oh listen, with more than your ears
Engage with your heart and you too will see
That your song is just perfect and so too are thee.