On the run

You’re always on the run.
Regardless of the wind and thunder
You make each day become a wonder
And full of joy and sun.

You’re always where you’re meant.
And people learn they need each other
And brother stands for his own brother
And says you’re heaven sent.

You’re always where is need.
Who knows how long you’ll still be there?
But counting that… no-one would dare
You live in every deed.

You’re always on the run.
And if one day your steps don’t follow
And days fill up with pain and sorrow
Who’ll comfort everyone?...

(2005)