bless them with your patience.

I’ll be your Emmylou and I’ll be your June

and you’ll be my Gram and my Johnny too

you know I’m not asking much of you

just sing little darling sing with me.


so much i know that things just don’t grow

if you don’t bless them with your patience

and I’ve been there before

i held up the door for every stranger with a promise

but I’m holding back

that’s the strength that i lack

every morning keeps returning at my window

and it brings me to you and i won't just pass through

but I’m not asking for a storm...