last tears

I cry
your drawing near
what kind of chance will I have
to whip away Your tears
I cry
I'm drawing near
what kind of chance will I have
to whip away these tears
you shine with the same great light
your stead fast love
it's everyday the same
everyday I have
there's none to spare
one last chance to die
before I run out of air
my promise to You
is in this ring
every last tear
every last tear