In the middle of my mourning
sits joy like a happy child
in the middle of this death

I must cry with life for a while

and death is great

we are in his keep, laughing an whole
when we feel deep in life
he dares weep, deep in our soul


Chorus
so you are gone

but you are perfect now
and you like to dress
you wear dresses that never fade


in the middle of my mourning
sits joy like a happy child

in the middle of this death
I must cry with life for a while


- Chorus -

so you are gone

(my mother cried she said you'd gone away)
but you are perfect now
(and now a part of me must do the same)

and you like to dress
(but I know I must be thankful that)
you wear dresses that never fade

you wear dresses that never fade