I'll be with thee when autumn dies.
When birds cease soaring in the gloomy skies.
When leaves wither on the dying vines.
When clouds shed tears in your distant eyes.
I'll be with thee when your life is harsh.
When misery whimpers and shadows sparse.
When your heart throbs to ease the pain
When your soul yearns to be cleansed by rain.
I'll be with thee in your deepest dream.
When silhouettes emerge with raging scream.
When you weep for fear when torn apart.
When silence echoes in your empty heart.
I'll be with thee when our hearts are one.
When peace and harmony finally succumb.
When your voyage of life fouls aground.
When your dreams and visions cannot be found.
