We May Meet In Heaven

A 'happy' nature I possess, Optimism's never been suppressed. But since the loss of relatives so dear My soul is filled with doubt and fear, Life will never be as beautiful again. To every passing stranger I confess, I miss the friendship and the happiness Their gentle voices I no longer hear, No more fun and laughter, no more cheer. Life will never be as beautiful again. If I search this world from east to west It would only prove they were the best. But high in heaven, the air is sweet And one day, in heaven, we may meet... When the years will be beautiful again.