THE HAND THAT HELD THE PEN
(Peter Crowder / Russel de Lacy)

Danny Williams


As the light fades from my eyes,
my mind recalls times gone by,
When hearts were young and days were new,
of lingering moments between me and you,
When I stood at the alter and turned,
I saw walk down the aisle with hair that burned,
Your gown of white and eyes of green,
the lovliest vision I swear I've ever seen.

Now they ask me about my life,
I say I owe it all to my wife
It was her hand that held the pen
I married her and then
She wrote the story of my life
It Was her hand that held the pen
I married her and then
she wrote the story of my life.

NARRATION:

And down through the years
Through smiles and through tears
Your hand and heart held steady
Always willing always ready
Throughout my storms and in my rage
You never once left the stage
You stood strong you stood true
And held out your hand to see me through
You gave us children a daughter and a son
All those wonderful years of laughter and fun
You gave me a family and made for me a home
You gave a foundation from seeds that you have sown
There are no words that I can say,
for the debt to you I can never repay
I take with me a cherished life all because you are my wife.

Now they ask me about my life
I say I owe it all to my wife
It was her hand that held the pen
I married her and then
She wrote the story of my life
It was her hand that held the pen
I married her and then
She wrote the story of my life.