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I was always told Good things will come your way And for the most part This is true I say. Why does it seem As we wait and wait It's like looking for a miracle To walk through the gate. We wonder and worry And hold our breaths in hope Then if it really happend It soon becomes a joke. I look for signs And say my prayers Hoping they will be heard By the Man upstairs. All kinds of things Can take 'or your mind And cause you to leave Your Faith behind. Then when all Is said and done You accept what happens And then go on. I have accepted What I can not see And thank the Lord For helping me.