I had a dream the other night
That I was dead, but still alive
Planning the songs to be sung at my funeral.
I woke up feeling empty
Like I'm missing something
Turns out that something is you.
I hate when I have to say goodbye
That voice in my head asking, "will this be the last time?"
I don't want to waste any moment I have with you.
Please excuse what you don't understand
This is all part of a bigger plan
One day all the facts will fall into place.
What we have now is reality,
We are both alive and breathing
I'll try not to dwell on the days to come
When one is here and one is gone.
Just make the most of the days we have.
No regrets.