When the stars have all grown cold
When the icy wind must blow our way
When darkness tries to hide your face from mine
When pain and grief visit our front door
When the tears won't flow anymore
When our faces bear the scars of stolen time
Will you stand with me, face towards the heavens
And thank the Lord for this love
Will you stand with me, hearts open wide
The light of hope in our eyes
Through all the times we'll celebrate
And all the prayers we've yet to pray
When blessings flow from fountains yet unseen
Through the days of peace, and nights of rest
And all the memories cherished best
When beauty grows in western skies of gold