A Field of white reflects the light 
Of a rose upon a tomb 
ON a cruel grey morning 
Alone they stand with heads in hands 
They lost one they lost one along the way 
And they're still and they're still mourning today 

Shed the tears forgive the years though it hurts to 
Feel that way today 
No one knows why we die so live through 
For there is no other way 

Some may believe in things they've never seen 
Though we must wake we can live the dream 

still we take the thorns with the rose 
memories they fade and now I know 
No matter how full the river must grow 

Some may believe in things they've never seen 
Though we must wake we can live the dream 

Throw away the ties that bind you 
And all that you have heard 
And when you find your way 
And know the meaning 
You can forget their words 

A field of white reflects the light 
Of a rose upon a tomb 
And they're still and they're still mourning