All my life I've dreamt of true love
Of finding my perfect prince...

I see the sadness in your eyes
They're brimming with tears and hurt...

I see you everyday
It brightens up my world...

Dying is a funny thing
We cry and mourn those who are gone...

Snuggled in the sleeping bag
On the floor between the beds...

You told me that you loved me
As you softly kissed my lips...

I can see it when you look at me
The love that fills your eyes...

I feel the wooden handle,
Smooth beneath my fingers...

I lie awake in bed each night,
And look up and the stars...

Smiles and laughter, a light outward shone
She had it all, but it was all a lie...