Advent of a Miracle

You're my beloved and altogether lovely, As a gift that can't be bought--as if gold could favor outweigh. Your meaning to me, secrets of the heart made manifest. Even beauty's priced beside us, proportioned by lot the less. Wishes fade as dreams break. Promise made Takes away your will, takes your whole heart captive. Just for one promise, sell it all for one true word to hold on to. Face the shame of it all: Safer to neglect than open your calloused heart. Piece by piece, you've lost a part of yourself. You share to gain, but lose at love and learn to hate yourself. More and more each day, and all the days thereafter, They labor to put back together and regain what's gone forever. Wishes fade as dreams break. Promise made, tomorrow takes. The most costly mistake is to try to change the past today. The filth and the shame, they all wash away. For you, Christ will clean the slate, wash away. Only love can fill the void when the world has taken it toll. Hand in hand, by your side; we'll walk down this path together. I'll take you to the place where the promises will never break, To the advent, To the advent, To the advent of a miracle. For love is a miracle Through prophecied days (?), we'll be together. We'll face the changes to build a confidence. For a promise is a tie between two souls, And this bond is a miracle. True love is to die for and is why I cry for you. And the pain you feel and feed can heal, If you'd just walk with me toward the light.