Coming to the Day

taking all the pain and eating all the sorrow,

thinking of a time, when I was getting older,

I cried all night, until I finally told her,

I missed her so, I missed her so.

Coming to the day, where there is no tomorrow,

I time you can't look back, time you could never borrow,

I kissed her on the lips that day, knowing it was the last,

she said she was done with me and put me in the past,

I missed her so, I missed her so.

And I know what you are, you never had to tell me a thing,

and the blood that runs right through my lungs, taught me the words to sing.

I missed her so, I missed her so.