Can’t you see the morning in the night
Stillfull, soulful silence in the lack of light
Where has the time gone
when we used to sleep and dream?
Childlike innocent bliss has escaped me
Yet I'm carried, cradled, held upright
The look of love is in Your eyes
And sometimes it’s easier to see in the night…

Won’t you walk the line and stand up tall
Without looking down and doubting it all
You don’t see it now
but you’re closer than you were
A mirror reflects the lessons you’ve learned
You're growing, going, lasting in the fight
The look of pride is in His eyes
And sometimes it’s easier to see in the night…

Will you count to three and open your eyes
Ready to see, believe and recognize
Who you are and once were
and one day will become
Fly and cry in the memories alight
The look of all you need is in His eyes
And sometimes it’s easier to see in the night…