Could I make a difference, just one single man?
Another year’s passing by
2021 is on the fly.
 I ask myself, could I, could I?
 I’ll never know until I try.
 
Could I catch a drop of rain
and make from it a pond
and during the summer months
swim in it and the winter skate upon?
 
Could I take a single grain of wheat
and spread it across the Great Plains
and make the hungry full again
and take away their pain?
 
Could I take a small seedling
that seems to have no purpose at all,
and plant it and from it, make a great tree
bearing fruit and stretching tall?
 
Could I catch a single lightning bug
and hold it in my hand
and light the darkened sky,
for just that one blind man?
 
Could I take a single thought
and empower it with who I am
and wipe the illness from the earth
my own desired plan,
a place where everyone can be heard,
every woman, child and man?
 
Could I take a leap of faith and boldly carry-on
and pledge the new life I might live
engaged with my best,
no need to rest
and no longer, just hang on?
 
Could I light a single candle this chilling frigid night
and stoke the fires of my passion,
to help when and where I can,
a man who can make a difference, yes,
this one single man?
 
Could I take you in my thoughts,
yes, over and over again,
to give me the strength I need as my lover and a friend
to welcome 2022, and see 2021 to a joyful end?

I saw footprints in the snow;
whether coming or going I do not know.
I know they’re not coming from town;
the only one I know from there
wouldn’t make her way from that place to here.
 
It’s Christmas.
I ask God for an open heart,
to celebrate his day.
 But I’ve got off to a bad, a very bad start.
I’ve let life get in the way.
 
It’s God’s birthday.
I lie here wallowing in my head.
I’m incredibly lonely inside,
and I can’t even get myself out of bed.
I just want to stay here and hide
 
I saw footprints in the snow;
whether coming or going I do not know.
No, not her, not on Christmas day.
This day she’ll be with the one she loves,
not with me, one too blind to see.
How stupid could I have been to let her walk away?
Just a few kind words, a gentle touch, maybe just maybe, would’ve made her stay.
 
It’s Christmas day,
and I long for peace, love, and cheer to come my way.
It’s late and best I now rise,
slowly I rub the sleep from my eyes.
But wait, what’s that I hear?
There it is again, a ringing sound at my door, oh dear.
Surely, it’s just the howling wind and the new fallen snow playing tricks on me.
Get a grip man, you know it will not be she!
 
But it is Christmas,
the time of miracles for those who believe.
I wrap my robe around me, my arms wide open to receive.
I slide my slippers on my feet and scurry down the hall.
In my haste, I could have lost the race as I almost took a fall.
Finally, I reach the front door and fling it open.
‘What to my wondering eyes did appear?’
More than I could ever hope in,
the best Christmas present ever, so close, so very near.
 
I saw footprints in the snow;
coming I now know.
The warmth of her dark brown eyes, gaze upon me,
filled with love, they absolutely glow.
Is it really you I spy?

Yes, those are my footprints in the snow.
I couldn’t keep away, despite knowing what I know.
Several times I’ve made it to your door,
then I’d turn and away I’d go, not quite sure.
Perfect you may never be,
but the truth is, I love you, you see.
 
I put my arms around her and pull her close.
I’m not too far gone, I s’pose.
My heart’s wide open and now overflows.
I am so grateful for her footprints in the snow.
There could be no better present under my tree,
oh, thank you God, thank you, for bringing her back to me!

Wow, wow, what can I say?
I never thought this would happen,
Especially on a day, like today.
Wow, I can’t believe it’s really you,
I wish I could say I’m relieved,
But then I’d be a bigger fool.

I guess I left the barn door open,
One too many days, I guess what
Betrayed me was my trusting ways,
I should have listened to the words
My wise old daddy said,

“A woman has a stubborn side,
In her heart and in her head,
Especially, if she feels she’s been
Willfully mislead, so watch her with
A suspicious eye, and don’t let her
Charm you because if you do,
She’ll damn well put an end to you.”

Wow, it just can’t be, the last I saw you,
Was it seven years ago or possibly eight,
When you said you were going with the ladies
To the church? A lie is a lie, then it gets worse.
You picked him up, a sinner no doubt,
He wanted in and you wanted me out.
You never came back, not even a word,
I tracked you down by the rumors I heard,
That you left me today because the devil
Lead you that way.

He said you’re a church mouse and nothing more,
You were attending the service but the wrong door,
So stop this church going and follow me,
There’s a lot of other men and liquor to be,
So if that’s what you want and you want no more,
You can find me knocking at your back door.    

I wished you had asked me,
Because, I could have been that guy,
Who could do church one minute,
And then the next moment, whiskey and rye.

You thought I was no more fun,
Because I was a church-going man,
Whose chasing was now done,
But there’s still a lot of good fun, in the likes of me,      
So come back to where you belong,
What you did then is done and gone,
I welcome you back, like God and his prodigal son.

If you need a shoulder to cry on,
Mine is yours, just for the asking.
It is broad and can carry the weight of your world.
Lean on me and face the sun,
My girl, my girl.

If you need the right words to be spoken,
Serious words, not just a token,
Words that flow like molten gold,
That I touch you as my words unfold,
Like autumn leaves, from the sky they fall.

If you need a savior,
To curb your outrageous behavior,
I’ll be there for you, whether honest or dishonest,
I’ll be your pontiff, keeping you from going over the line,
You’ll be ok, you’ll be just fine,
My girl, my girl.

If you need a shoulder to cry on,
Mine is yours, just for the asking.
It is broad and can carry the weight of your world.
Lean on me and face the sun,
My girl, my girl.

 If you need to see your beautiful face,
 I’ll be your mirror on the wall,
 Reflecting your beauty, reflecting it all,
 Not just your image but your heart as well,
 You might be getting older but you still cast your spell.

If you need me to reinforce who we are as two,
And how we were meant to always be together,
Just me and you, you should never worry,

I’m committed by your side,
My feelings for you I just can’t put aside.
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If you need a shoulder to cry on,
Mine is yours, just for the asking.
It’s broad and can carry the weight of your world.
Lean on me and face the sun,
My girl, my girl