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.
