Ant Smith

Love

I grieve you in the morning

I grieve you though you're breathing

Laying next to me

Staring at the ceiling

What will be will always be

I grieve you though you're sleeping

And dreaming dreams of me

I have this desperate feeling

What will be will always be

I grieve you though believing

The vows you said to me

I know that you'll be leaving

Afore eternity

I grieve you in the morning

For I fear each passing day

What will be will always be

We're all lost to our eternities

Love