I walked among the clouds until I saw
that you had gone and left us all.
Alone, I looked and cried to God above
to bring you back to my home and love.
I needed the warmth of your tender body
and the strength of your steadfast soul,
and the laughter of your sneaky eyes.
Alone, the candle of my life was dark and cold.
But nothing now could bring you back.
The sound and sense of life were gone for good.
How I cried and, weeping, cursed the God above.
I was so, so lost without my precious love.
But then I thought of where you were.
I saw you in a better place and waiting there
for me to come and love me once again
and light the candle in your man.
Now my life goes on and I must walk alone
and try to live with open heart and open hand,
turning sorrow into grace with anger banned,
hoping love returns to melt my heart of stone.