Oh, sister, when I come to lie in your arms

You should not treat me like a stranger.

Our Father would not like the way that you act

And you must realize the danger.

Oh, sister, am I not a brother to you

And one deserving of affection?

And is our purpose not the same on this earth,

To love and follow

His direction?

We grew up together

From the cradle to the grave

We died and were reborn

And then mysteriously saved.

Oh, sister, when I come to knock on your door,

Don't turn away, you'll create sorrow.

Time is an ocean but it ends at the shore

You may not see me tomorrow.