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Our Day Will Come
The Carpenters

Our day will come
And we'll have everything
We'll share the joy
Falling in love can bring

No one can tell me
That I'm too young to know
I love you so
And you love me

Our day will come
If we just wait a while
No tears for us
Think love and wear a smile

Our dreams have magic
Because we'll always stay
In love this way
Our day will come

Our day will come
Our day will come

 

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[Anthony2019]

If I have already shared before, then I apologise....

Years ago, I wrote a piece of music in memory of a Christian I knew who had passed away following a long illness. In my composition, I wanted to capture three things. The sense of loss and emptiness of losing the person in this life, followed by the feeling of gratitude for the life they lived and the care and joy they gave to others, and finally, to capture them being welcomed into heaven where they are at perfect peace.

 

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