I’ve seen my love; I’ve seen her pass, She walks with such a grace. She turned and smiled across at me, The sun upon her face. And I could swear I caught the scent, The fragrance of her hair. Could I believe – should I believe, Her spirit blessed me there? Her eyes so bright, they shone with love, No pain to cloud them now, And when she laughed, no line was seen, Across that perfect brow. Oh love, if you would only wait, Beyond the tears and pain, We’ll walk together, hand in hand, In love, In peace, Again.