16 Petersham Place

And when you lose the way of living
Like a fire that has grown cold
And you hear the children singing
Down an old familiar road

And when you find the door is open
Then you will see the fire is warm
And when the word is softly spoken
There will be shelter from the storm

See how they love one another
Joining their hand into hand
Everyone turned to the Father
Everyone part of His plan

And when the song is slowly fading
Like a gentle summer's rain
And all the celebration's ending
There is the peace that will remain

And see how they love one another
Joining their hand into hand
Everyone turned to the Father
Everyone part of His plan



Credits
Writer(s): Chuck Butler
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