On the mantelpiece stands a photographnSoldier and his bridenOne of many who had to leavenTo march, to find, to diennShe will always remember you and the look in your eyesnOne of many who had to leavennAnd they push you to the limitnFighting man, a frightened childnAnd you saw her on the battlefieldnThe closing moments of your lifennThey will always remembe you and the look in your eyesnOne of many who had to leavennShe is old now, she has lived long, and not a day goes bynWithout a thought of younAn unspoken hopenTo walk with you beyond the skies