December, 1999

I'll see you in the springtime
After the battle is won
I know I'm crossing over
As far as we have come

And I want your hand in mine, dear
As we face that shining dawn
Eyes open, I'm hoping you'll be there with me
So gently I want your hand in mine

I want you by my side in the midst of our great victory
The storm clouds had all gathered
We drew our forces nigh
And entered into battle though it clamored to the sky

And we faced that fateful lightning with saints on our side
Eyes open, I'll follow that lonesome road to the top of the mountain
Where the fire is blazing and the heat is astounding
What's even more amazing is to see you by my side