• This morning the sun was shining
    But by evening the sky had darkened.
    This morning the fire burned
    But the evening was clouded with smoke.

    Though they whispered the truth
    And I saw your casket go by.
    I still look out my window
    Waiting for you to come by.

    Though I am told
    My hope is in vain.
    I still wait for you at the bus stop.
    I still believe you're alive.

    I stand beside the window
    Watching the darkening sky.
    The rain drops reflecting
    The tears I cannot cry.

    The world has come to an end.
    No need to rise tomorrow.
    And yet it will come,
    Without you.

    The sun no longer shines.
    The moon and stars have dimmed.
    I see the darkening sky
    And wish the end were here.

    You are gone
    And I, with you.
    Leaving a hole
    No one can fill.

    I stand by your grave.
    The rain coming down.
    Transfixed by the stone
    That bears your name.

    The wind blows hard
    And the rain beats fast.
    But all I hear
    Is laughter echoing from the past.

    I feel the tears begin.
    Mixing with the rain.
    And as I close my eyes to weep
    I see your smiling face.