I got the call at 2 a.m.
It awoke me from my sleep
I didnÂ’t recognize the voice
It was nervous and quite deep
He said that she was taken fast
She probably never knew
Maybe he was comforting me
Or maybe it was true

The last time that I saw her
She was walking out the door
I didnÂ’t think to hug her
It was just a trip to the store
Did I say I love you?
Did she know it when she died?
When she had her last glance at me
Did I look her in the eye?

Though I donÂ’t see
I still believe
ThereÂ’s a purpose
YouÂ’re the eye of the storm
We fall asleep but we believe
You will wake us
And Your bride will come home

I took her to a restaurant
She spilled her drink on me
In anger I belittled her
I never said I was sorry
And now itÂ’s those memories
That haunt me in my sleep
How often we love someone
But weÂ’re just to proud to speak?

Though I donÂ’t see
I still believe
ThereÂ’s a purpose
YouÂ’re the eye of the storm
We fall asleep but we believe
You will wake us
And Your bride will come home

When I was at the funeral
I tried hard not to cry
I didnÂ’t want to grieve
Like the world
As though the lost had died

SheÂ’s my sleeping beauty
For now sheÂ’s resting in peace
But one day, Redeemer, Redeemer
YouÂ’ll wake her from her sleep

I did alright
Till I went in her room
I buckled under the load
Tomorrow if the rain stops
WeÂ’ll put a cross
On the side of the road

God is good all the time
Even when little girls die