To live in sorrow and ake, or to die and sulk in peace,
A choice I make everyday, until I finally rest,
And to you my angel, when I die and my soul's released,
Wipe that frown from your face, and that tear from your breast;

Gone through human form I am, but in spirit I live on,
And done with this world I am, and in spirit up I go,
But do not, for the sake of love, say that I am gone,
I am still there loving you, with a love I cannot show;

And when I get to heaven, in front of the gates I will wait,
For together we will enter the gates of heaven, or even the gates of hell,
No matter how long it is, you will never arrive late,
Even in front of all these angels, without a biased eye, you are the belle;

And as I promised on the earth, forever we will be,
And that promise stays the same up here, on the clouds so light,
And infront of God himself, your love I decree,
And the touch of your hand upon me, is lighter than an angels flight.