Goodbye my love, Goodbye,
The world will carry on,
But my love can I,
Face this life alone?
Seems that only yesterday, I stood,
To look upon you in silent sleep,
Longing to hold you as I would,
But I could only weep.
Each passing hour my saddened heart,
Fills with thoughts that shall never be,
And the overflowing tears will start,
From all the sad reality.
I wish that I may steal upon your pathway,
To once again see your loving face,
And feel the joy of just one day,
Of all the memories I could trace.
A tide of sorrow that floods me so,
Clings around with grief and dread,
And all the loneless that I must know,
Follows me nightly into bed.
'Tis no soothing of the pain,
An aching heart does bare,
No more embraces shall remain,
No more memories shall we share.
Dear God unlock the Golden Gates,
End the darkness and endless day,
My love lies still and calmly waits,
For my love has passed away.
By
Richard Netherland Cook
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