There's not a day that passes That I don't sit and cry And look to heaven for a reason But still I don't know why. Couldn't he have waited Another year or two Until you were a little older And I'd had more time with you. Firgive me , Lord, I then say All these thoughts are wrong There had to be a reason And I know I must be strong. You're in the arms of Jesus now And I know that you'll be fine, But I wish with all my heart That those arms could be mine.