Heavenly Dreams

It's an ordinary morning
on an ordinary day, and
my feelings seem quite normal--
No kicks along the way.
I think that I can cope with this--
an ordinary day. 

So everything turned out okay,
since I didn't think of you all day--did I?
Now here comes night, but that's alright,
'Cause I don't dream of you at night--do I?

So an ordinary night follows
an ordinary day.

And then, one, day,
The Good Lord said to me--
"Arise, and walk,
While I hold on to thee."