Maybe in My Way

Maybe in My Way The angel closed her eyes and turned to walk away; Said "when you least expect it I will return one day. Though you may not see me I'll interpret your dreams, And the news which I bring may not be what it seems". I once thought long and hard about the words she said, I wondered if I'll see her before that time I'm dead. And now there come changes in those dreams through the night, Changes I can't explain nor of them can I write. Mornings come so quickly, as though not enough sleep; Mem'ries of the sunrise aren't meant for me to keep. Sometimes I can't recall the sound of my own name, And though it's a problem I don't know who's to blame. Mountains in the distance no longer call to me; Once knew those that travelled and envied they were free. Now I look to valleys and walk through rains that fall; Some say I should not run until I've learned to crawl. One thinks days are numbered until the final end, And everything you've earned adds up to what you spend. They may not understand but I know what I meant, And maybe in my way I've come to be content.