Wake

 

 

If I die before I wake
There’s so many things left unsaid
So many things left undone
To many reasons I’ve fallen short
So much I’ve wanted to give
So much more I’ve wanted to live

I write this to you
And you know who I mean
There are no secrets
But so much left behind
I need not a rhyme or reason

So if I die before I wake
I still haven’t said what I wanted
And if I die before I wake
To whom will it matter anyway

And if I die before I wake
Would the Lord take my soul
Most of all
If I die I’m afraid
I’ve done nothing in my course
To make life a little richer for you

Written by Stack Jones
© Copyright 2010

 

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