What is left to ponder, what's to be?
Whatever comes, will be a grace.
What is left to ponder, what's to be?
Whatever comes, will be a grace.
Should have thought before, you fool,
What good is weeping now?
What is left to ponder, what's to be?
Whatever comes, will be a grace.
To your friend, you pour your grief, and think you're glad,
But do you ever truly know?
To your friend, you pour your grief, and think you're glad,
But do you ever truly know?
You weep aloud your heart's despair,
While in his heart, he laughs, you see?
What is left to ponder, what's to be?
Whatever comes, will be a grace.
Today, a heart was broken, and
A knowing dawned on us at last,
Today, a heart was broken, and
A knowing dawned on us at last,
The heart we broke, long, long ago,
How might that heart now be?
What is left to ponder, what's to be?
Whatever comes, will be a grace.
Give me a moment, just for me,
The rest of days, for all the world.
Give me a moment, just for me,
The rest of days, for all the world.
As you command, so shall it be,
All things, as you decree.
What is left to ponder, what's to be?
Whatever comes, will be a grace.
Should have thought before, you fool,
What good is weeping now?
What is left to ponder, what's to be?
Whatever comes, will be a grace.
What is left to ponder, what's to be?
Whatever comes, will be a grace.
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