It begins with and endless darkness, awaiting that ray of light Suspended in solitude, anxiously waiting for that breath of life or the kiss of d**h No one knows the way the wind will blow To be conceived is to die To die is to live As the womb opens, it springs forth life Taking in all surroundings, big eyes curious and truly fragile God take this life Hold it in Your hand We can never know the true meaning of our life As a child we have dreams, though some never see another day The ground breaks open and takes the dead We all will see the day. We all will stand before the Lord "It is about from the time the baby is in the womb. Its life is fragile and from day one each day could be our last. Truly we are like the morning fog."