Que Sera, Sarah

Written by: Clay Young jr.

The darkest lights are shining When the brightest is away The cold depths i'm mining Miss the warmth of day I felt a painful miracle I wished upon a star What's a ripple but a wrinkle? I learned of time from healing scars Recovered from the mortal wound That she dealt me more than once How could i ever play a fair hand, When she stacked the deck? Though i had to play that game so many times, What else should i expect? It is what it is What it isn't What will be, will be We are what we are What we aren't Found someone who heals, to mend Someone that's my love, and friend Done wandering, i've found my Zen And done wondering what could have been