Every minute seems like an hour.
Every tear, is like a shower.
Its seems I’m losing power.
Like a tiny dying flower.

I’ve been waiting and waiting so long,
My feelings I can’t prolong.
My heart beats on like a sad song.
I just feel something’s terribly wrong.

With every breath I take,
I pray for goodness sake,
That you may soon awake.
That your dying is something fake.

You were with us yesterday.
It’s an unfair price to pay.
I’m so frustrated, nothing’s okay.
Without you, I can’t go my own way.

My flower is almost out of bloom,
I wish I could see you soon.
But you’re gone, forever, singing a different tune.
So here I am, standing alone under the moon.

I miss you so much,
You were my everything; my cane; my crutch.
But I have to move on, and live a life of such,
That you’d be proud of me. I miss you so very much.