We Know Enough

I don't know much of Heaven And I don't know much of Hell. I don't know what I cannot see Or hear or feel or smell. I don't know foreign words- My ear is far too rough- But I know a very little And it seems to be enough. I know the taste of Summer, I know the chill of Fall. I may not know the names of stars, But I know I love them all. I know behind each Winter There lies in slumber Spring. I know how to kind of dance And I know how to sing. I know we live to smile, I know we're born to die. I know that there is sadness Even if I don’t know why. I know behind the darkest clouds The sky is still so blue. And even though we’ve never met, I daresay I know you. You once had a mother Who loved you from the start. And even if she’s gone now, You carry her in your heart. I know you’ve been in love And I know it made you cry. If anyone asks you if it hurt, I know you want to lie. I know you laughed at nothing When you were very young. I know you’ve said things you regret, I know you bit your tongue. I know that you’ve felt pain, More than you ever should. But the greatest thing about you Is that you still try to be good. I may never meet you, friend, But that has to be okay. Because you and I still know each other In one important way. Our ears can be so sensitive, Our tongues can be so rough. But even if we don’t know much, We know we know enough.