He’s up and ready to go by eight a.m. On the way to see his best friend.
For two years he hasn’t missed a stride, to the nursing home to see his lovely bride.
For sixty years they’ve held each other close, now the time has come to let go.
He still recalls the promises they made, so long ago on their wedding day:
(Refrain): I will always love you, I will be faithful. I will be there, through each and every storm. As sure as there’s a heaven up above, I will always love you, my love.
Some days she can’t remember his name, but she holds onto his hand just the same.
They’ve learned to speak with more than just words, and she knows just what he’s saying as he wipes away her tears.
He watched her as she slowly slipped away, and said “I’ll see you again in heaven some day.”
He got down on his knees and gave her to the LORD; he kissed her one last time as he whispered the words:
Refrain: “I will always love you, I will be faithful. I will be there,
through each and every storm. As sure as there’s a heaven
up above, I will always love you, my love.”