In My Early Years

In my early years I got to find you
It felt so real for you were always around me
Then suddenly I realized it, that not everyone
Was as privileged

A bit scary, that I alone felt you
The easy road was just to hide it
So I did it quite well, so no one could have noticed
Except for the big smile on my face

Then a time came, as I grew older
For the flower to blossom, or to pass away
To follow you or to follow my friends
A graceful decision was made

Waiting patiently, for my heart to alter
Waiting patiently, in his grace and goodness
He waits for me patiently, in his grace and goodness
He waits for me patiently for my heart