Just to Be Here
Lisa Ann Brokop, Frederick Oscar Wilhelm
The sky is large enough
There's room for clouds to pass
Fields of golden rod
And bending willow
This is home to me
These worn paths I have made
The lark can't sing a song
That's not familiar
There's no longing in my soul
No distant calling I hear
The world is still and at the moment
It's enough just to be here
Sometimes I drift into
The comfort of silence
And all I take with me
Is your hand in my hand
There's no longing in my soul
No distant calling I hear
The world is still and at the moment
It's enough just to be here
