I'm afraid waking up one morning seeing nothing but darkness
Crying hard hoping to see light but can't hear my sobs
I'm afraid waking up when songs remain not sung
When walking with you will be just a dream
What good is there for livin' when inside I am dyin'?
But because of you I come to know that
Though all's gone you are there 'til the end
You are my feet when I can't walk
You are my voice when I can't talk
You are my eyes when I can't see
And my ears when I can't hear
Thank you for being my all
~j.
