These words were to soft spoken and I don't want to regret anything
No letter could express this fear I feel inside
But I'll write it anyway
Your name will be the last from my lips (my lips)
Your face the last image i see (i see)
Don't Let the wind blow and take this all away
Only in death will we be
I'll leave final words and pray better days
My voice a vague memory washed away by your tears
It's hard to contemplate the obvious
But you're strong eough to make it through (To make it through)
A poetic tragedy falls upon your doorstep as you wake
Confide in your friends and family to wash this pain away
Goodbyes are inevitable but I will see you again
And never forget the simple fact that I will always love you
Did I do you proud?
Your name will be the last from my lips (my lips)
Your face the last image i see (i see)
Don't Let the wind blow and take this all away
Only in death will we be


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