I saw her lying there on the table
Buried in flowers, cross that I made for her
Kneeling beside you next to my mother 
Weeping like willows
I had to carry her

I'm sorry it took me two years to come home
I've been so busy you should see how the kids have grown
I'll tell my children how much you loved them
They'll never know you
I had to carry her

I had to carry her...