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 rumors 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