Without Your Presence [Verse 1] Without your presence near me, Feels like honey on thorns, Cold December Sunday morning, Walking into Christmas alone. Sitting on these frozen benches, Hard and empty row by row, Every shadow in this silence, Feels like somewhere I used to know. [Verse 2] In the back of Marble Church, Far left corner, out of sight, I keep reaching through the darkness, For your hand in candlelight. Then the truth arrives so slowly, Like the falling winter snow, I am sitting here completely, Alone in this lonely row. [Chorus] And the bells keep softly ringing, While the world keeps moving on, But without your love beside me, Every prayer feels almost gone. In this holy place of silence, I still hear your voice somehow, And I wonder if you miss me, Like I miss you now. [Verse 3] A little family enters quietly, Three souls against the cold, Tiny footsteps through the stillness, Filling empty hearts with gold. Then the little girl looks at me, With a smile so pure and shy, Finger gently on her lips now, Telling me, “Be still tonight.” [Bridge] So I smile and stand up slowly, Breathing in the sacred air, Looking at the man called Jesus, Hanging silent in despair. Suffering there for all humanity, For every broken soul and scar, And I wonder in the darkness, If we truly worth that heart. [Outro] Without your presence near me, Winter never feels the same, Only echoes in the Marble Church, And candles calling out your name.
