About Me
KISS OF DEATH Quand on veut on peut ... je te veux, je peux? She never really had a chance, On that fateful moonlight night, Sacrificed without a fight, A victim of her circumstances,Now that I`ve become aware, And I`ve exposed this tragedy, A sadness grows inside of me, It all seems so unfair,I`m learning all about my life, By looking through her eyes,Just beyond the churchyard gates, Where the grass is overgrown, I saw her writing on her stone, I felt like I would suffocate,Inloving memory of our child, So innocent, eyes open wide, I felt so empty as I cried, Like part of me had died,And as her image, Wandered through my head, I wept just like a baby,As I lay awake in bed,And I know what it`s like, To lose someone you love, And this felt just the same,She wasn`t given any choice, Desperation stole her voice, I`ve been given so much more in life, I`ve got a son, I`ve got a wife,I had to suffer one last time, To grieve for her and say goodbye, Relive the anguish of my past, To find out who I was at last,The door has opened wide, I`m turning with the tide, Looking through her eyes.
