As I lay here thinking about times once past,
I canít help but think about once joyful times,
Times that were once, and will never be,
Times I wish still existed,
Times that will never be
In this time of tearful desire,
I canít help but think, what if,
What if I wouldíve, what if I had?
What if time would have stud still for those brief minutes?
But things did not go as planned,
Things did not happen the way I had wished,
So in this my final vow,
I will hope to descend into a world with out pain
A world with out hurt,
A world with out these once happy toughts.