On a winter’s night stars are cold and bright in the sky The slumber of the earth is pure and deep From a distant wood drifts the echo of a beast The old man stirs and wakens in the night    He stands before the window gazing at the grave    Forgotten dreams are flashing through his weary mind And though his life is empty he pretends that she’s still there            With hunger in his soul he yearns for life and love gone by With memories his one and only joy     But All he has to give you know he would gladly give to bring back the life And raise the one who lies beneath the snow      He lights a lamp and looks at pictures of the past The faces of their youth still glow with new-found love But the pictures faded and time has stolen youth away With a spoken word that he thought he heard from her lips He felt another presence in the room             He was filled with fear but turned with joy he arose And turned to face the image that he knew                      She stood before him and her hand reached out for his A peaceful light shone in her eyes               She said she’d come to soothe him and that someday they’d be as one She began to fade and her image disappeared So he was left alone to face another night   Never in his life had he been so held in awe As he faced the apparition of his wife He stood before the window gazing at the grave And with a lightened heart he saw the first of dawn He knew that she was waiting that someday they’d be as one