I lay down my head, against the soft green grass
The sun rises and sets, as the years begin to pass

Beneath this oak on the hill, is where I wait for you
Feel the wind brush my skin just as you used to do

Rain falls slowly from the sky, as do my tears
What keeps you from me, unbearable are my fears

Then one day, with the sun high above
I see a silhouette, and my heart soars like a dove

With the face of an angel, and eyes like the sea
There you are, come home to me