I think I'll miss you.
Possibly more in the morning.
The nights with be rough,
Like the seas during storms.
But the mornings with be tragic,
Like all the lives lost in the titanic.
I think I'll miss you.
Possibly more in the morning.
The nights with be rough,
Like the seas during storms.
But the mornings with be tragic,
Like all the lives lost in the titanic.
