When I was born I looked up to see
My mother standing smiling over me
Then I looked up and saw a large strange looking man
As he bowed on his knees and held out his hand
His soft words kept coming into my mind
How the world is having such a hard time
There is sickness and hate throughout this land
Then I was told that someday I would understand
But as a child I would play in the street
And hope that dad would bring home a treat
Then one day I heard another soft voice
Letting me know it was time and I didn’t have a choice
Listen to your heart to learn what is needed to be done
For it has been written about the coming of my Son
The day will come when we will have that talk
How I held your hand as we went for a walk
But I had to close my eyes and start to cry
When they stuck the sword into your side
But my teaching will be heard through the land
And the angels will be there helping to give them a hand
So as we wait until I decide to send you again
We still have much work to be done for the new world to begin