As time goes by I hold your picture close
Hoping that wanna day we will meet again my broken rose
Your petals may be falling, and your stem and leaves wilt
But thats nothing compared to this unbearable guilt
And all thats left is this last goodbye
Tears glitter like tainted gems in my empty eyes
The vacant look is there in everybodies face
Cos now your gone forever, without a trace
But, your memory will live on til my dying day
Til the day I don a wooden coat and decay away
But that day for me can't come a day too soon
& maybe when heaven calls....
I'll sing a different tune
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