When we find ourselves a total loss
and the valley of despair seems too wide to cross,
sometimes we are dealt from the bottom of the deck,
filling us with worry and leaving us a wreck.
As we walk through the valley with our heads hung low...
the mountain tops seem so high, but our footprints seem so slow.
How many times must we travel this road and fight the frustrations and troubles that we bestowed? It doesn’t matter how bad things might seem, the spirit of man will not founder in our times of pain... and even though he has been so trusting, so faithful and so true, there were times he did things he dear not do.

But his spirit has been forgiven and now at last he is free
to find the other half and share the rest of what life has to bring...
and to all the souls he has met in crossing his valley,
when tomorrow starts without him they will not be apart...
for every time you think of him he will be right there in your heart...
even a half of man knows how much love he has given and how much he has received.

So when the day starts without him and the angel has called his name... he will go in peace knowing that all the love he's had has taken away his pain...