My love said, “ I'll see you in the morning”
but the morning never came
the life I knew had lived and died
leaving only of my name
all the plans we'd made together
all the dreams that we had shared
the little children that we'll never have
nor our souls that time would bare
no more breakfast's wrapped in bed sheets
no more strolls down memory lane
no more my love on a winters night
only memories that end in pain
then I woke the sun was shining
it was such a beautiful day
my death was just a nightmare
that came …then went away.
