Miles

There's a mother on her knees Somewhere in San Francisco Looking up and begging please "God, do not forget me now" Her baby's on machines Cause his heart cannot keep beating And she knows what desperate means Cause the clock is ticking down and down And hope rushed in like waves That someone might just save the day And if heaven's just a prayer away Then "Why," she cries "would God not change things?" It may be miles and miles Before the journey's clear There may be rivers, maybe oceans of tears But the very hand that shields your eyes from understanding Is the hand that will be holding you for miles There's another mother on her knees Somewhere in San Francisco Looking up and begging please "God do not forget me now" It happened like a dream He was laughing, he was running And she heard the sirens scream When her little boy fell down and down And she had never known The agony of letting go But a few miles down the road His heart would find a baby boy Just in time It may be miles and miles Before the journey's clear There may be rivers, maybe oceans of tears But the very hand that shields your eyes From understanding Is the hand that will be holding you for miles And one moment someone whispers "Thank you" Just then another heart cries "How could you?" When jesus receives us He says "I hear you and I'm near you." And the very hand that shields your eyes from understanding Is the hand that will be holding you for miles