If My House Were On Fire
If my house was on fire and I had to grab one thing
It would be the locket you gave me, not the necklace or the ring
The locket is precious to me, with your picture inside
I hold it close to my heart every night since you died
I miss you dearly, gosh I love you so
It breaks my heart knowing you had to go
You’re in a better place now
So I know I shouldn’t frown
But since you been gone, my world’s been upside down
I cry myself to sleep, here as I lay
Wishing you were next me, I begin to pray
I pray that you hear me telling you I miss you
Its reassuring knowing one day I’ll be there too
In heaven that is, where I can see your face again
And you will no longer be just a picture in my hand
Inside this locket, you will reside
Until I crossover to stand by your side
If my house were on fire and I had to grab one thing
It would be this locket, the only thing with meaning.
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