HAND OF TIME

My life will end, then where will he be? Sitting,pondering,and wondering of me/

I must leave, and now that I'm alone, I'll be a burden to my daughter, and wish of my home.

In my face he'll never see, For I couldn't tell him, what I truely believe.

The pain inside, is once again alive, as I climbed to the top, and took that head-dive.

Why did I let my life come to this?
For I knew in my heart, it'd be him that I'd miss.

I knew in my soul, how he let me rock'n'roll. I never
seen this coming, it spun out of control.

If only one wish could ever be mine....
"please, let me turn back the hands of time."

So Sorry