The last time I saw her she was wavin’ goodbye,
Her roses were all in bloom.
I was cursin’ the day in my own silly way,
Filled with a deep-seated gloom.
My heart was torn by a thousand thorns,
I wiped away the sweat of the day.
As I grabbed the front door, I tried to implore.
“Don’t go” was all I could say.
Chorus
I’ll hold on. But I won’t be afraid to run.
I’ll hold on. I’ll be there with the mornin’ sun.
This life’s been a hard one, arduous at times,
But the valley I live in is green.
There’s sun and there’s shade, there’s a price to be paid.
I think you all know what I mean.
Sometimes in the night, there’s a flicker of light,
Cascading down from the glen.
I miss her so badly, I think of her madly,
She’ll be back but I don’t know when.
It was ten years ago that I lost my love,
The visions return to this day.
I’ve cried the tears of an ocean of love,
Her spirit talks to me this way.
Words and music by M. Tidwell © 2002 Sierra Snow Publishing