Singing her to sleep
She was mine and mine alone
It was in these eyes that her beauty shone
The nights I sang to her until she slept
The same as when I calmed her as she wept

Her head upon my shoulder
And her body light and slender
Are the things I keep remembered
As I lie alone attempting to forget her

He came to her unburdened
By hopes or dreams; a life uncertain
But in the way of personality
He must have something over me

Prospects of a life divine
She shared her dreams with mine
A life of beauty and relief
In shambles – I watch with disbelief

She has been misled
Into thinking I am dead
No longer worth the wait
Her life in pieces now too late

Never have I felt this way
About someone met upon my way
I don’t like the feeling of hate
That burns in my chest while I’m irate

Never have I wished eternal sleep
For a man I met upon the street
But now as my world tumbles down
I hope for grim to come around

And I never have believed
That heaven was more than seed
From our senseless fear of death
Or that Satan had a breath

But if these things I did hold true
It is brimstone I would wish unto
The man that stole my life
And the one to be my wife

Yet does it not take two
To make such nightmares true
And to her I cannot say
That I wish for disarray

I wish upon her house and child
A man who will make her smile
Who will sing her down to sleep
And calm her in her need to weep