| «What is your life? |
| You are a mist that appears for a little while and then vanishes» |
| James 4:14 |
| She is a precious little Child |
| Two pig tails and a toothless smile |
| A world of possibilities |
| Imagination running wild |
| It is the worst day of the year |
| Her Mother gives her an embrace |
| With eyes welled up in tears |
| She says «Daddy's gone to a better place» |
| Lying in bed with tears in her eyes |
| Afraid of the dark so she turns to the light |
| Do you ever think what life is worth? |
| Where will you go when you leave the earth? |
| Do you ever think what life is worth? |
| Where will you go when you leave the earth? |
| Now she’s just turned sweet sixteen |
| Reading fashion magazines |
| Her innocence is gone |
| And she’s on the party scene |
| Hangin' out on Friday night |
| «Can I bum another light?» |
| Everything just feels so right |
| Until her friend commits suicide |
| Lying in bed with tears in her eyes |
| Afraid of the dark so she turns to the light |
| Do you ever think what life is worth? |
| Where will you go when you leave the earth? |
| Do you ever think what life is worth? |
| Where will you go when you leave the earth? |
| Now she’s just turned sweet sixteen |
| Reading fashion magazines |
| Her innocence is gone |
| And she’s on the party scene |
| Hangin' out on Friday night |
| «Can I bum another light?» |
| Everything just feels so right |
| Until her friend commits suicide |
| She was an ordinary girl |
| With a pocket full of dreams |
| Now she’s in an empty life |
| And nothing’s as it seems |
| The only one that brings her joy |
| Is her husband of thirty years |
| Until he has a stroke and dies |
| Now her joy has disappeared |
| Lying in bed with tears in her eyes |
| Afraid of the dark so she turns to the light |
| Do you ever think what life is worth? |
| Where will you go when you leave the earth? |
| Do you ever think what life is worth? |
| Where will you go when you leave the earth? |
| Now she’s just turned sweet sixteen |
| Reading fashion magazines |
| Her innocence is gone |
| And she’s on the party scene |
| Hangin' out on Friday night |
| «Can I bum another light?» |
| Everything just feels so right |
| Until her friend commits suicide |
| Now she’s in a nursing home |
| No one visits any more |
| Her whole life is behind her |
| And nothing is before |
| The only companion left |
| Is her television set |
| She hears the pastor’s voice on Sunday |
| Then breathes her last breath |
| Lying in bed |
| With tears in her eyes |
| Afraid of the dark |
| So she moves towards the light |
| Do you ever think what life is worth? |
| Where will you go when you leave the earth? |
| Do you ever think what life is worth? |
| Where will you go when you leave the earth? |
| Now she’s just turned sweet sixteen |
| Reading fashion magazines |
| Her innocence is gone |
| And she’s on the party scene |
| Hangin' out on Friday night |
| «Can I bum another light?» |
| Everything just feels so right |
| Until her friend commits suicide |
| Do you hear? |
| Hear His voice? |
| Calling you to the light |
| Can you hear? |
| Hear His voice? |
| Calling you to the light |