To look upon your countenance is what I most desire To sit with you and hold your hand by this red winter fire But you are now so far away,I do not recognise
Those smiling features dear to me and your loving eyes. You had a merry cheerful soul and loved all your friends You may have loved your enemies,to wit I'll not descend. I heard your voice one morning late,I heard you clear your throat. I hastened down the stairs and found your old brown winter coat. I pulled the coat nearer than and felt salt tears slip down They ran across my face and dripped onto your coat brown The memories seem too few,my dear,though we had happy times. And now I must be going so I'll finish off this rhyme. So many years a part of me,the hole with sorrow filled. I'll sit and gaze at these bare trees until my heart is stilled Goodbye,goodbye, goodbye my love, my dearest one. I'll try to start my life again,accepting that you're gone.