The rain falls softly on the ground,
Her tears fall all around.
The father of her child is lost,
Died in the battle, he was the cost.
Never again shall she see her love,
The child will grow without him above.
To look after and put love in,
She will forever know the pain of lost within.
She shall look at all the fathers love their child,
And know within hers will not come for her when she’s going down the isle.
