Where Will You Be
When my face is not the face you want to see everyday
and my hand is not the hand you want
to hold when you are afraid
when my thoughts no longer comfort you
and my heart no longer moves you
when my voice no longer soothes you
where will you be....
I heard this song on the Prairie Home Companion and it moved me to tears. I record them here so that I might return to them later. Now it is bedtime.