Tonight, as a dear one lays her head on her pillow,
instead of falling asleep, she weeps.
Staring at the vacant pillow beside her
her heart aches with loneliness for her sweetheart
who has recently gone to God.
She prays for strength, for wisdom, for understanding.
And as exhaustion gives way to sleep, she weeps.
Tonight, as I lay my head upon my pillow,
before I fall asleep, I weep.
Staring at the pillow beside me
I see my sweetheart - strong and alive.
I express gratitude to God for this blessing,
while my heart mourns for the dear one who's aching.
As I fall asleep, I weep.
I weep with her that weeps.