Time

An elderly gentlemen struggling with his wife about to pass away.

She was gasping for air
While, he held her hand
You could see the reflection
Of their wedding bands
She will leave the pain behind
And wait for him at home
In heaven with God
But he's scared of being alone
She calls his name
With her loving smile
Whispering softly to her loved one
"Darling, I must go. It's Time."