Without Tomorrow My Poetry
she leans to the edge with tears in her eyes do you love me
I quickly reply look in my eyes of course I love you
dont throw away everything
your the best of me
your my poetry
my saving grace
pretends not to hear anything I say
I wont let you go but she just looks away
says she can fly to release all her pain I wont let you go and end it this
way
dont throw away everything
your the best of me
your my poetry
my saving grace
I reach for your hand then your gone
all by your design
I realize you go on
but I cant put out your fire
dont throw away everything
your the best of me
your my poetry
my saving grace
