When I looked at you, and my heart just boiled inside, I
knew I was wrong.
As you went away, leaving me with just a memory, and pistol
in my hand, I prayed for you.
I prayed for your shining eyes, and your soft kisses.
I knew you will never know love again, but I will.
But as those thoughts came into my mind, I looked at the
window. He looked inviting.
As I jumped to heaven, feeling the sidewalk getting nearer,
I just whispered your name, so I will see you again.