There are times I lose my way,
Down this road of hindered sight,
And you take my hand and say,
Everything will be alright.
I may be having a shitty day,
When nothing I want is going right,
But you take my hand and say,
Everything will be alright.
Some days I pray
To see your light,
And you take my hand and say,
Everything will be alright.
You may have gone away,
But I promise never to stray.
Though we may never be husband and wife,
Please wait for me in the afterlife.
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