The death of a soul Takes time Frustration Aggravation If my soul dies Where would I go? Go home Which home My home His home Our home Would I stay? With him Of course My heart My soul Belongs to him I would go to him. Do I love any less? Because I am young Because I make mistakes Because my heart was broken Do I cry any less? Then a wife far from home A lover from a lover A best friend kept away Must I wait any longer? Because I grew up faster Wiser and older Then who I knew was suppose to be me Because I know what I want now Not later When I'm dying inside of time Time away Time alone Time without comfort Time without that kind of love Time with nothing to do But think of each tear Sorrow Heart break Moment without him Without joy Smiles Laughter Attention My love Without My Love