The Good Years

These are good years

And I take them one day at a time

Because tomorrow makes no promises

Yesterday’s tears

Are all but forgotten like a faded dream

Because today my soul is satisfied

With the simple things

That’s why I can sing

These are the good years

But when I peer

Into the future, there’s uncertainty

Because I know nothing is guaranteed

So I take my fear

And I place it before the cross

Because only there I’m free

In what the future brings

That’s why I can sing

These are the good years