I see you most at Christmas
you're like a little kid,
You've always loved a good surprise
and now I must admit;
That I long more for Heaven
than I ever did before,
You gave me one more reason
and each day I wanted more.
You left a group of fishermen
and somehow you left me too,
Though I have failed you many times,
I know you saw me through;
I've always longed to feel your arms
and look into your eyes,
And talk forever me and you
somewhere in Paradise.