“Sometimes I wonder what I would do
If I lived in a world without you
There is no way I could go on
I would end it all, anon, anon!
If I didn’t have you here
I might as well pick out my bier
Without you, nothing does feel right
Even thinking of you, awake at night
To know that you aren’t doing the same
Would leave me woeful, breathless, lame
I cannot live without you, my love”
So goes the song of the midnight dove
With tears on its face
And it’s mind out of place
There is no need for it to wonder
It’s already happened, though it hides under
All the “I love you’s”
And the “I love you too’s”
So distraught is the dove
As it’s all out of love
Because it spent it all on you
Mar 8, 2019
Mar 8, 2019 at 3:04 AM UTC
“Sometimes I wonder what I would do
If I lived in a world without you
There is no way I could go on
I would end it all, anon, anon!
If I didn’t have you here
I might as well pick out my bier
Without you, nothing does feel right
Even thinking of you, awake at night
To know that you aren’t doing the same
Would leave me woeful, breathless, lame
I cannot live without you, my love”
So goes the song of the midnight dove
With tears on its face
And it’s mind out of place
There is no need for it to wonder
It’s already happened, though it hides under
All the “I love you’s”
And the “I love you too’s”
So distraught is the dove
As it’s all out of love
Because it spent it all on you