looking at his face
his endless sorrow
the last time i would see him
till i entered the after life
the pale face of my loved one
the tears i did shed
for this time i would not see him
for he was dead
this time you may wonder
why i now wander
calling out his name
in my tourment i fall
and in return i hear his call
this time i would not awake
for this time
it was for his sake