Tip of the Quill: A Journal
I always thought that I’d see you again.

Won’t you look down upon me Jesus,
you gotta help me make a stand,
just got to see me through another day.
My body’s aching and my time is at hand,
I won’t make it any other way.
Oh, I’ve seen fire and I’ve seen rain,
I’ve seen sunny days that I thought would never end,
I’ve seen lonely times when I could not find a friend,
but I always thought that I’d see you again.

God bless James Taylor.