A marriage with a time clock,
The end is near,
Wanting to run away from that clock,
Goodbye is my biggest fear,
Yet there’s no stopping the clock.
How would I cope with being single again?
What words would make my heart okay?
It’s another heartache again,
Another chapter where I have to work hard to be okay,
Will I survive this again?
Truthfully a goodbye was always there,
Whether separated by choice or by death,
Goodbye was always there,
I guess some of us just hope to be separated by death,
Yet I never forgot that goodbye was always there.