My life that’s yours
Is out-running existence. An apology.
Willing heart surrenders to unable body.
Let them dreams come true for you,
Even my demise, a heart endures.
For them million eyes.
Let them eyes see.
For your dreams, For you,
And to my love is a dying waitee.
To sing the promises
Exposed by a voice that’s yours
Is life so fulfilling.
A path worthy of living,
Let them know
How glad I am
For I am yours.
Not long my breathing will stop.
Prayers and flowers will surround me soon.
Life expires, love endures.
For a willing heart
Surrenders to unable body,
Love will be you. Love is you.