her laugh, her smile, her cry
one day will belong to someone new
maybe they'll be like her
different from me, different from you
Maybe they'll be like that lovely girl
the one who's name was simply there
the girl who hated so much of the world
she cursed at the wind, she tugged at her hair
Julia, my Julia, sweeter than our summer's grow
Your smile spreads to others faces
and even so a beautiful face
for curious eyes to wander places
far to vast for me to find
a meaning in my Julia's smile
i couldn't understand her then
and even now, it may take a while
for me to understand my Julia
to run the fields of green and gold
slightly feeling the itch of summer
keeping up with Julia, watching the hills fold
She turns a bit as they write it down
she smiles in her endless sleep
dreams of laughing there with me
and in the distance here the beep
the monitors run flat again
and quietly they planned the date
not a soul knew just then
of when my Julia met her fate