The towers are gone, the rubble cleared
New York has dried her eyes,
But deep within ten million hearts,
A sad wind softly sighs.

So many tears are still unshed
So many empty chairs,
So many families have no grave
To ease their heart's despair.

For in your hearts they are so near
Just but a step away,
Remembered ..... loved, and held so close
Beside you every day.

Yet in New York's old city streets
Old anger's set aside,
Each man to every man a friend
Kindness on every side.

May all good people round the world
Send love to your dear land,
May God sit on your pillows still
Held safe within His hand.