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.