One more day wouldn't ease the pain,
It wouldn't dry the eyes.
One more day wouldn't stop the rain,
It wouldn't clear the skies.
One more day wouldn't douse the flame,
It wouldn't snuff the fire.
One more day wouldn't clear a name,
It wouldn't lift you higher.
One more day wouldn't fix the past,
It wouldn't unsay what's said.
One more day wouldn't shrink the blast,
It wouldn't stop the spread.
One more day wouldn't soothe the sting,
It wouldn't end the fray.
One more day wouldn't change a thing,
It wouldn't color the grey.
Still, there is nothing I wouldn't do
For only one more day with you.
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