You cannot say, you must not say
That she is dead. She is just away!
With a cheery smile
and a wave of the hand
She has wandered into
an unknown land
And left us dreaming how very fair
it needs must be, since she lingers there;
So think of her faring on, as dear
In the love of There
as in the love of Here,
Think of her still as the same, and say
She is not dead she is just away.
That she is dead. She is just away!
With a cheery smile
and a wave of the hand
She has wandered into
an unknown land
And left us dreaming how very fair
it needs must be, since she lingers there;
So think of her faring on, as dear
In the love of There
as in the love of Here,
Think of her still as the same, and say
She is not dead she is just away.
