I miss you now and forever more until me meet again.
Hoping true love prevails, instead of a might have been.
I hear the angels sing there songs of pure love, of love so true.
It brings tears to my eyes of that like morning dew.
I hear the music of their harps and other instruments that which they play.
Hoping and longing in my heart that wedding bells will chime some day,
But till then they only mock me with there sweet sweet melody.
Why must they be so cruel to take you away from me?
So now and forever more I shall stand alone,
Waiting for you my love, till the day I turn to stone,
And on that day which we meet again,
I shall know true love prevails, instead of a might have been
