He closes his eyes
And loses his sight
Fingers the writings
That bring her delight
And he knows that he'll see her
But scared that it's soon
Thinking of her when the lillies bloom
The first glimpse of spring
Brought the last winter snow
Falling from te sky
To the frozen ground below
A prayer said in the morning
Could help him get through
Thinking of her when the lillies
{Turn into colors of bright yellow blossoms
All nestled in green
He tends to his garden to keep her alive
With a handful of seeds
THen he'll wait for her, wait for her, wait}
Frail and weathered
Down by the lake
Worship blue colored beads
All for God's sake
"For the last time this evening,
To the heart I'll be true"
Thinking of her when the lillies
{chorus} . . .
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