Class. A lesson that can't be taught with chalk dust and slate. / How envied the man who sits at the gate and Peter he nods understanding the wait. Do thank the good fellow for pulling me in, ahead of my lady in spite of my sin. She was strength in my weakness and shared every load, great kindness to not let me alone on that road. My faith you've repaid and in that I rejoice yet above even that, I thank your choice.