You've gone first and I've remained, to walk life's road alone.

I'll live in loving memories, dear, of happy days we've known.

In spring I'll wait for roses red, and pretty lilacs blue;

In Autumn when the brown leaves fall, I'll have special thoughts of you.

You've gone first and I've remained, life's battles to be fought, Each place you've walked along the way, will be a special spot.

I'll hear your voice, see your smile, though I'll try hard to cope, The memory of your loving way, will carry me on with hope.

You've gone first and I've remained, one thing, dear, I'll ask of you, Walk slowly down that long, long path, for soon I'll be there too.

I want to know each step you take, so I may take the same, For one day down that lonely road, you'll hear me call your name.