The stones of our life
The stones where your illness is build off
The stones of every special day of your life
Maybe you’ll leave us, with your last stone:
The stone of your grave.
You’ll survive, I’ll live
Every stone, every street
We walked trough in the darkness
Those stones are our guide
Those stones are our life
The day you will die, maybe before me
Will be de worst day ever
But when my life is gone
I’ll see you in heaven
I’ll see you, I’ll hold you
And I will never let you go again
We had to go trough so many things
It was hard
But in heaven it will be paradise
There we start a new life
And we’ll left our stones on earth
And the stones will be the guide for our childeren
Esther van Dam