Come the time I cannot see

And come the things that tumble me

Come the moments of despair

And come the things that are not fair

Come the sorrows of my soul

And come the hurts that leave a hole

Come the days of growing up

And come the struggles of empty cup

Come the sorrows and the joys

Come the heartache of human ploys

Come the day of giving rings

And come the pain that child brings

Come the partings of good friends

But come not the time when friendship ends

For distance cannot part

Sisters of the heart