When I can’t feel you, I have learned to reach out just the same. When I can’t hear you, I know you still hear everyword I pray. And I want you, more than I want to live another day. And as I wait for you, maybe I’m made more faithful. All the folly of the past, though I know it is undone. I still feel the guilty one, still trying to make it right. So I whisper soft your name, let it roll around my tongue- knowing you’re the only one who knows me… You know me.