All our lives are change and ebb and flow Love is what remains when changes blow The question is if we will recognize the gift before it goes ♪ Living is the art of what you lose When what you hold too tight starts holding you The question is if we will recognize the gift before it's through May your faith be like a lantern to your soul May your hope remind your head of what you know And may love be your companion on the road you roam May the wind that blows the hardest bring you home ♪ Bless the blurry eyes that greet the dawn Bless the wounds we fight that lead us on The question is if we all recognize the gift before it's gone May your soul be not an anchor but a mast May your truth be not a casket but a cask And may love be your companion on the road you roam May the wind that blows the hardest bring you home (ooh) The question is if we all recognize the gift before it's gone