Thursday, November 26, 2009

Maybe you're still here...


Today it is exactly three years since my father died.  Suddenly, without any warning, with no goodbyes.  I still can't accept it.
I dag er det tre år siden Far døde.  Har ikke godtatt det ennå.  Føles fortsatt helt umulig.



"To Where You Are"
by Richard Marx and Linda Thompson


Who can say for certain
Maybe you're still here
I feel you all around me
Your memory, so clear

Deep in the stillness
I can hear you speak
You're still an inspiration
Can it be (?)
That you are mine
Forever love
And you are watching over me from up above

Fly me up to where you are
Beyond the distant star
I wish upon tonight
To see you smile
If only for awhile to know you're there
A breath away not far
To where you are

Are you gently sleeping
Here inside my dream
And isn't faith believing
All power can't be seen

As my heart holds you
Just one beat away
I cherish all you gave me everyday
'Cause you are my
Forever love
Watching me from up above

And I believe
That angels breathe
And that love will live on and never leave

Fly me up
To where you are
Beyond the distant star
I wish upon tonight
To see you smile
If only for awhile
To know you're there
A breath away not far
To where you are

I know you're there
A breath away not far
To where you are

1 comment:

  1. Har det på samme måten, hver dag.. Ragnhilden

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