If I should trade this heaven for another before I wake in your arms, If I’m taken away before I can say “I love you” one more time, hold my hand and kiss me goodnight (and maybe goodbye…for all our plans, there’s no guarantee this isn’t the last lullaby). So pray that tomorrow comes, but I’ll wait for you if I find the sun has set too soon. If we should part due to the stopping of my heart, I know I’ll hold you again.
If I should die, if I should set aside this world with you against my will, If I should trade this heaven for another, I’ll wait. I’ll wait.
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