In all that we believe
In all that we see
How do we measure our pain?
When does it end, even when we know who is to blame.
Hurt that runs to the depths of our sole
Is a pain we carry with us until we grow old.
It is unstopable and true.
Pain is unmeasurable in me and you.
Love taken away
When it was meant to stay.
Is no laughing matter.
No silly little game.
Our pain is the price we pay
Along the path of life, everyday.
I miss your laughter and your smile.
If only our time could have lasted a longer while.
I feel so lost without you dear.
I'd give anything if you could still be here.
Our time wasn't over yet,
I'll miss you the rest of my life, I must confess.
So many more things I want to say
It wasn't meant to end this way.
How do we measure our pain?
We can't....for it is enormous and forever remains.
The world lost you too, it wasn't just me.
The entire world, a place you'll never get to see.
God will judge the one who took you away.
Dear God, there is no way we can measure our pain!
