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