Now we don't

Have to worry away

About our future

Dead at four months old



Was it all for naught?

Who would have ever thought?

To know one is to know

Why all our life's blood flows



She always had the time

To listen to you whine

About your problems

Like she had none of her own



When time runs out for those close to us

It seems surreal, a truth you can't trust



When all the dust has settled at last

You pull up your stakes and say good-bye to the past



So now we don't have to worry much

About anything... Anymore