Jaylene Johnson - Finding Beutiful

You always found a way to be in wonderland
You could turn your head and laugh at bitter days
So as I held your fragile hand
I couldn't help but think
That my sadness for your broken life
seemed out of place

Cause in the loneliness and sorrow
of that sterile room
Amid the waiting that hung heavy in the air
A glory meshed with murmurings your efforts made
And approached you as the end came near

And I could almost hear the angels
As they sang their heavenly song
I could almost hear them saying
Welcome home

I watched you as your glazed eyes looked around you
And I wondered at the things that you could see
Then spirit met raw life in suspended time
And I didn't dare breathe

They bent to kiss your cold forehead
and say their last goodbye
Their tears fell warm upon your face
But with quiet peace, joy at your release
You embraced a brand new day

And I could almost hear the angels
As they sang their heavenly song
I could almost hear them saying
Welcome home