To wake every day is a lonely task, Just a normal conversation is to much to ask, I sit in my chair and the windows my view, My wife passed away no more me and you, My meals are equally frozen there bagged for one meal, Has i silently eat hoping this pain isnt real, The days are getting harder my legs dont want to move, My health deteriorates fast not much a day for me improves, My sight is now much shorter tunnel vision is what i see, Losing you has changed my life its slowly killing me, So all i have is family and a house no longer a home, My angel in heaven please wait for me im coming so were not alone, No more growing old im gonna die from a broken heart, But il be with my queen again it killed me to be apart,...