And in the morning I will be there willingly,
to hold your hand and lie there by your side.
And, although the pain it may be killing me.
for you my suffering I will hide
And in the morning you’ll feel me close to you
Safe and secure, I won’t relent.
Taking my chance to make the most of you
Precious moments treasured as spent.
And in that morning I’ll know you’re leaving me
but you’ll see love, no pain, just pride.
You didn’t see I knew you were deceiving me
and just been waiting for you to decide.
And throughout that day, and all that follow it
sadness and loss will come to me.
Each time we meet I’ll smile and swallow it
I will not hurt you as you hurt me.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem