"my love, my sweet, my precious heart.
I'll hold you close, we shan't be part.
Worry not my love, as my arrival draws near,
That we shall be together, year after year."

But darling, I'm afraid my words are fraud,
For when I layed down my head and opened my arms,
I knew then I was going to meet god.
And as my consciousness slipped away,
It was your face I saw, my beautiful Grace.
I hope to see you again, but not anytime soon.
And I apologize again, that I didn't come home that one afternoon