In times of loss, we each grieve in our way
Weeping,mourning ,sad throughout the day
Yet we still see the sun upon the rose
And see wild winds as through tall trees they blow
In times of loss
The neighbours hide, not knowing what to say
The old man wakes at night and for friends prays
One by one the tears my eyes will close
I would have gone where one I loved did go
Yet here I am and here my heart I lay
In times of loss
