I tell you of a girl, her husband was a soldier
Gone to war in some strange country far away
No word had come to her but the rumours of great battles fought
And dying in their thousands and the world full of fear
As the day would turn to evening she would light a pure white candle
And place it in a window, bright from where it could be seen
As she placed it in the window, softly without thinking
She said let this burning candle be a beacon
Let joy and innocence prevail
Let joy and innocence prevail
Believe that luck will never fail
Let joy and innocence prevail
And one night, asleep, she dreamed she saw her husband fall in a great white cavalry charge. And waking in tears, she saw the candle burning in the window. She still had hope. And through the window a man in the distance, but as he came closer she saw he was a stranger.
The stranger said, “I bring a message from a General
A captain has been wounded, his life hangs by a thread
He calls out your name and he wishes you to come to him
But the journey is a hard road and you may be afraid”
And she laughed and said, “No road could be too hard for I am fearless
A captain and a husband, I have gained this bright new day”
And she said with all her heart, she would fly to be beside him
And her love would heal his wounds, restore him to her
Let joy and innocence prevail
Let joy and innocence prevail
Believe that luck will never fail
Let joy and innocence prevail
Let joy and innocence prevail
Let joy and innocence prevail
Believe that luck will never fail
Let joy and innocence prevail
Let joy and innocence prevail