A Walk Through the Meadows

In the center of the meadows, On a bed of pure white roses, Lies a long forgotten kiss, Since the earth was young, It has sat there waiting, When I march to that bed, of roses so white, I dream that you will be there, Unknowingly surprised, waiting with a kiss, There are no dangers, no blemishes, When I see you on that bed of roses, My heart will stop, my body will run, You've waited long enough, wasting time, I made it through that meadow, Just for that everlasting kiss, When it is my time to go, I want to be there with you, So I can walk through the meadows, And never have to dream again.