Taken from the song I Can Hardly Imagine

I find myself the same way.

Oh I can hardly imagine

the view I will have on that day.

 

I remember when my dad had passed

and I heard the words that first time.

All I could think of was, “Daddy,

you’re there in His presence, the Divine.”

 

And yes, someday I will be there

on the streets, I hear of solid gold.

Where brilliant colors will surround me

And my eyes will not be able to behold.

 

by Del Bates