Before you leave, you must know you are beloved And before you leave, remember I was with you Sit enthroned in white grandeur But tired and shift A whisper of wayward silver hair From your eyes I'd never seen you unkempt before As you whisper, "Darling

And as you leave You must know you are beloved Before you leave Remember I was with you I won't hold you back beloved Austere enthroned in white grandeur A whisper of where you sailed ahead