She's With Me

She's with me

I proudly tell the maitre de as we arrive

He seems surprised

In a clumsy moment as he looks for room, for her blessed chair

A table stares, and their eyes show only pity

as they try to sympathize

Oh, how difficult that must be, look away

Day after day, they'll never see, the joy you bring

Only happy at the times I know that she's with me

I wear it like a badge of honor at the mall

I hear her call, the only way that she is able with a cry

Time to go bye bye, she can't say why

Maybe tired, maybe hurting, god I wish that I could tell

Do I ever make her happy for awhile

To see her smile, makes my week,

Though she can't speak,

She let's me know she feels my love when she's with me

I know just what heaven looks like when I see that perfect face

For no other mortal heart could be so fair

I myself so weak and weary, so imperfect as a man

How could I be the one you chose to care for our girl

Never done a single deed to earn the right to share her light

Though it's such a painful road we walk each day

Lord you have your ways, this I pray

On the day I stand before you, she'll stand right by my side

When you look upon me, head hung down in shame

I'll feel the blame, she'll look at me,

And then she'll speak, in that precious voice

Don't worry 'bout him my lord, cuz you see,

He's with me