23rd of July, 1998
Sometime but not now my dear,
I�m afraid I�m very ill.
This weakness it can take,
And hold me very still.
Life is short, yes I know
And I may never see it snow.
I�ve done harsh things I will regret,
And this is something I won�t forget.
When the sky is blue and I�m with you,
All I can think of it my love for you being true.
How we loved and how we love,
One another like two turtle doves.
