Here`s to the women abandoned by her husband
Who left her for another woman
And to her children for half the love they`ve been given
Has left them all of a sudden
Blessed are those who mourn
For they shall receive great comfort
But still i found death seems to bring forth life
All your heartaches
All your sufferings
All your trials...
Are Gold
Here`s to the woman who`s left to raise her children
She doesn`t know the first thing about how to make a living
And all the birthdays, and ballgames, and Christmas mornings will never be the same
Blessed are the poor in spirit
For theirs is the kingdom of heaven
But still i found death seems to bring forth life
All your sorrows
All your pain
All your trials...are Gold