When
I look at me |
Sit
me down |
Now
the morning's gone
and the afternoon sun
Is fading
I am old now
But my soul is that
Of the young man I was
And I would lay you flat
If I thought
You'd let your pity
Overcome your love for me
Evening's
come
Close the curtains
Listen closely
For there's something I have to say
Before I go to bed
I've always loved you my child
From your first breath
To this last conversation
It's time to say
Goodnight
For Horace Coleman Underwood - I miss you.
