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wrote this in the hospital while waiting for my husband |
| Someday, ... Someday I'll find the time to go through the things that you left behind. As I pack them away; I'll wonder why... For I wasn't ready to say good-bye. Someday, ...Someday as I lay in our bed, I'll have your pillow beneath my head. Lost in old memories I'll start to cry... For I wasn't ready to say good-bye. Someday, ...Someday I'll stand and stare; imagining your soft, wavy hair, the smile on your lips, your twinkling eyes... Oh, I wasn't ready to say good-bye. Someday, ...Someday I'll sit and dream remembering the way you used to hold me. Feeling your strong embrace, there'll be tears in my eyes... Oh, I wasn't ready to say good-bye. Someday, ...Someday I'll get past the pain. Through the grey clouds the sun will shine again. And still loving you, I'll hold my head high... Oh, I wasn't ready to say good-bye. No, I wasn't ready to say good-bye. |