Blue Eyes With a Broken Heart
As I age I wonder if I will always be alone
I have become somewhat of a hermit
My heart has been broken so many times
Many have died and love I have lost
Though my life I have had much love
But slowly one by one disappeared
Alone other then the family I helped to create
Who now have families of their own
I sit and can only remember more happy days
For the time today goes by very slow
While the years move faster and faster
Thinking about yesterday when I was not alone
Sad I am not just wondering where time has gone
Waking up alone and going to sleep alone
I have had to get use to
Someday my bed will be in a box six feet underground
We all die alone
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