There’s an empty space

There’s an empty space where you used to lay,

and a pain in my heart that won’t go away.

I couldn’t have asked for a better friend.

You were my faithful companion until the end.

Now you’re roaming endless fields, forever free to run.

Listening to the song of the wind beneath the golden sun.

Meet me at the rainbow when the time is right.

Run into my arms again, walk with me into the light.

(Christy Ann Martine)