The color purple makes me smile.
I’d walk an extra mile just to see you for a while.
Does Heaven have a phone number I can dial?
Half of my heart is with you
and the other half is broken in two.
I want to tell you to come and get me now.
It doesn’t matter how.
I have to die somehow.
The pain is deep down in my soul.
I need you to feel whole.
This world is so cold.
The end times will unfold.
It’s happening now, I’ve been told.
I know the streets are made of gold.
It’s really something to behold.
I’ve seen it in my dreams.
You’ve been gone for a century, it seems.
I watch the birds fly.
I wonder if that’s how your soul feels after you die.
Every night I pick out the brightest star.
It makes me think that’s where you are.
Perhaps the twinkle is you winking from afar.
I ask God to please take me where you are.
I might have to wait for a while but when I see you I’ll
have the biggest smile.