I came to you late in life
And grieve for the years lived
Without your voice to live by
Empty years that could have been filled

Instead they stretch behind me
Silent: long nights and short days
Made worthless by the lack of your words
Even now that I have your voice with me I mourn

I regret that I waited out the years
Without you and thought of this as nothing
Not until the beginning of something
Did I learn that a life lived without you was empty

Now that I have heard your voice I fear
For the return to silence comes near
And I know now that this is not the way
I draw myself in, embrace, listen, wait on what you have to say