Called you up on Sunday morning
At the cemetery gates
Reaching for the words in vain
So many left to learn to say
It makes me so afraid
Never been a man of faith
But I would kneel to pray
At your bedside or in the nave
If it meant that you could stay
But it won't change a thing
I'll burn your letters and look for your face
Faintly silhouetted in the flames
Love rekindled at our beautiful end someday
On little walks we'd watch the sunrise
New light on everything
I'd chase the gulls along the shoreline
With envy for their wings
And the will to fly away
Shadows cast on rolling hills
The skyline in the night
After heaven's light has spilled
Into the azure of your eyes
Skin this thick shouldn't bleed for anything
But they're sharpening their blades
Be my healer at our beautiful end someday
Till once again we meet
I'll save reminders, gather memories
Locked away in boxes or in frames
Cling to relics at our beautiful end someday
Years rush by at such a hurried pace
And we're all showing our age
Will you wait there at our beautiful end someday?