As I drift Away, by BUBBA Subscribe to rss feed for BUBBA
Posted: 2009-02-05 03:22:31 UTC

I lay here in my bed
Just holding my heart so
With a bandage on my head
I cant Wait till I can go
I have lived my life so well
Taking pills and praying strong
Trying to stay out of Hell
Livin by my lord's will
And so I look upon the stars
It could be my last night
Tryig to find the peace within
Trying to find that light....


Do you know when the end is
When the clock is running down
When all the world will pass you by
The day your in the ground
Do you wonder what will happen
The days that your not there
Will your family realize
Or will you just disappear

the day I go home has come
no balloons or signs to see
No one to greet me at my home
No one's waiting for me
The house is all alone
Darken by the tree's
NO smile on my face
No one to greet me
I just make my way on in
To a darken home I see
Lonely once again
My life will end in missery

Do you know when the end is
When the clock is running down
When all the world will pass you by
The day your in the ground
Do you wonder what will happen
The days that your not there
Will your family realize
Or will you just disappear


As I walk about the hallway
Looking back at me
A face I recognize
I makes me feel a glee
My wife is greeting with arms
Tears a rolling down
She know of what the future brings
When her life will be turned upside down
The clock is running out
Nothing we can do
The cancer ate away my brain
I guess I am doomed.....

Do you know when the end is
When the clock is running down
When all the world will pass you by
The day your in the ground
Do you wonder what will happen
The days that your not there
Will your family realize
Or will you just disappear

As I lay in the bed
Looking up so high
Breating my last breath
Right before I die
I hold my wife's hand
She's there next to me
It is all that I can stand
We'll be together for eternity
And so I close my eyes atlast
Staring at the stars
Knowing that its my last
I drifty way afar

Do you know when the end is
When your life has come to pass
Will you make that last impression
That one often has
What will your friends say
Does your family realize
Or do you drift away
No one even cries
And so I ask today
Will my days be told
When all my grand kids grow up
And they too become old.


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