When you are old and done with dreaming
And silence makes you feel like screaming
When bitter breezes bite
And foes are fierce: I’ll fight!
When sadness stains your days once sunny
And you can’t laugh or find it funny
I’ll play the clown for you
Just like I used to do
When days drag on all dark and dreary
And times, too tragic, turn you teary
When life is one long trial
I’ll sing, to make you smile!
When faith has failed and hope lies bleeding
And lines you pen are prayers of pleading
If God does not come through
I’ll undertake for you!
When you old and stooped and sleepy
Worn out, with weary eyes, all weepy
When you don’t have a prayer
You know I’ll still be there!