I ride on the wings of
sorrow
For me there is no
tomorrow
My vision is blurred by reason
of tears
I haven't seen my loved one for
many years
My soul hungers for a loving
touch
When I stand by your grave it hurts
so much
If tomorrow should come what would I
do
It would be flooded with memories of
things of you
If I had a choice to you I would
give
I would take your place so you
could live
I stand by the side of a grave
freshly dug
Waiting for the moment you I
might hug
I now ride on wings
of hope
Waiting to see you of whom I
just spoke
LOVE YOU ALWAYS
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