In case i go where you cannot follow
and life becomes unfair.
Go to the foot of the fell
and remember me there.
Underneath the evergreen
feeling softly my fingers in your hair.
If you go where i cannot follow
I will remember you there.
The sound of the children playing
and the sunlight through your hair.
Your perfume and the evergreen
Loving you totally, without a care.
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