In another life I would keep you here as a child of mine,
I would watch you grow, we don't look the same
But you'd still have my smile

And this day is closing over

I'll come by once a week watch you through the glass
But you'll never know
I have saved my gold, packed it in a chest,
It is yours when I'm gone

And this day is closing over
And this day is closing over

I'll scratch your name on my hand so you're always here
Always right by my side
I'll make a picture book of the two of us so you know who you are
And this day is closing over
And this day is closing over
And this day is closing over

I'm dying to see your face, dying to see your face
I'm dying to see your face, dying to see your face