When I have laid my head to rest
To dream my final dream
I'll think of our love,
That to everyone,
Is not what it would seem.
I'll close my eyes and see the stars
So familiar in the sky
And think "Oh Lord,
How I have loved!"
And be unafraid to die.
For if the world be false and cold
If it be marked untrue
There still could be no beast nor man
Who could mar my love for you.
So, as I lay my heavy head
And start for final sleep
The memories of
What we have done
Will be the ones I keep.