Grave Beside Yours (*)

I built my home on holy ground, Where the roses grew but the light died down. Carved your name where my prayers once stayed, And every night, I still hear your name.

The river took my breath away, But love don’t drown, it just learns to stay. You called my name through dust and bone, And I came back — to bring you home.

Dig me down, by the stone and thorns, Lay me close where your heart still mourns. If death can’t break what the soul adores, Then I’ll rest in a grave beside yours.

The preacher said, “Son, let her be.” But she’s the ghost that still carries me. I’ve seen the dawn, I’ve heard the choir, But she’s my light, she’s my fire.

No heaven’s gate can keep me bound, No angel’s song can drown this sound. Love like ours don’t fade or fall — It haunts the heart, it owns it all.

Dig me down, by the stone and thorns, Lay me close where your heart still mourns. If death can’t break what the soul adores, Then I’ll rest in a grave beside yours.

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