

(hmmm-mm-mm) I watched you brush her golden hair today
And whisper things that I could never say
Now you're sleeping,
and the room is cold and still
But I will find the strength,
I know I will
I'll teach them kindness,
teach them how to stand
And lead them forward
with a steady hand
Every little thing you wanted,
every single grace
I will keep your promise
in this quiet place
He has your laughter when he runs outside
She has your quiet,
gentle sense of pride
I'll tell them stories of the way you smiled at me
Underneath the branches of our favorite tree
We'll face the winter,
we'll watch the summer grow And they will always know
how much you loved them so (always know)
I'll teach them kindness,
teach them how to stand
And lead them forward
with a steady hand
Every little thing you wanted,
every single grace
I will keep your promise
in this quiet place
Rest now, my love...
I've got them from here
(shhh,
my love)