Should you go first and I remain, to walk the road alone, I’ll live in memories garden dear with happy days we’ve known in spring I’ll wait for roses red, when faded lilacs blue. In early fall when brown leaves fall, I’ll catch a glimpse of you. Should you go first and I remain, for battles to be fought. Each thing you’ve touched along the way will be a hallowed spot. I’ll hear your voice, I’ll see your smile, tho blindly I may grope. The memory of your helping hand will buoy me on with hope. Should you go first and I remain, walk slowly down that long, long path, one thing I’ll have you do, for soon I’ll follow you. I want to know each step you take, so I may take the same. For someday down that lonely road You’ll hear me call your name.