ISee Her Still In my Dreams.
While the flowers bloom in gladness and spring
birds rejoice
There's a void in our household of one gentle voice
The form of a loved one hath passed from the
light
But the sound of her footfall returns with the night.
For I see her still in my dreams
I see her still in my dreams
Though her smiles have departed from the meadows
and the streams.
2.
Though her voice once familiar hath gone from
the day
And her smiles from the sunlight have faded away
Though I wake to a scene now deserted and bleak
In my visions I find the lost [?] form that I seek
For I see her still in my dreams
I see her still in my dreams
Though her smiles have departed from
the meadows and the streams.