I need to stand with you and watch the ocean swell with pride
and find its treasures on the shore thrown there by the tide,
or go somewhere and see the trees as they march across the hills
while high above an eagle soars, and swoops to find new thrills.
I need to talk to a tiny brook and hear its answer low
to find the truths I seek in life before its time to go.
I need to watch His mighty hand turn dawning into day,
or watch the peaceful hours go by and finally slip away.
I need to walk where no one has, and see what no one sees,
and when I’m tired I need a bed beneath the whispering trees.
But most of all I need to know that you, too, need these things
and that you’ll share them all with me, whatever tomorrow brings.