Why is it so hard to see
 
An end to this mortality
 
I expected it by now
 
But it missed me somehow
 
.
 
Is it that I’ve got so thin
 
I can’t be recognized by him
 
It was not health I craved
 
But rather quicker to the grave
 
.
 
It was that love became unkind
 
And chose to leave me far behind
 
Then food became my enemy
 
And afforded no appeal to me
 
.
 
The worry made me walk around
 
Then those pounds could not be found
 
Neither could the love I lost
 
Now which do I fear the most
 
.
 
The fear of living seems to be
 
The thing that most bothers me
 
But with me so hard to find
 
Or as death become unkind
 
.
 
Leaving me here to dwell
 
On which ever heaven or hell
 
Makes no difference to me
 
Now with love so hard to see
 
.
 
Does he need a map to find
 
He can’t be that far behind
 
I’ll wait here and call him in
 
Confessing goodness and some sin
 
.
 
Makes no difference wrong or good
 
Surrounded by maple wood
 
Just take me there above our town
 
A view of water all around
 
.
 
Close to were the temple stood
 
I would have fixed it if I could
 
But you can’t build on your own
 
At least I’m back were I belong