To withstand the passing times
thinking this will never come by
yet holding on with nowhere else to run
Here is where I remain
as the passing time just drifts on by
Holding by faith is where I am
playing in chance in the rise of the early sun and the wake of the peak of the moon
Listening for your strong loud howl
pass of times drawing near
while I still sit and wait in faith holding me close by your side
Believing in what is true
believing in you use what I shall do
to help me travel through
always remembering you is what I will do
to never let go of the hopes that we’ve shared
here in the passing times is where I stand
