Do not stand at my grave and weep:
I am not there; I do not sleep.
I am a thousand winds that blow,
I am the diamond glints on snow,
I am the sun on ripened grain,
I am the gentle .....
My wounds are deep,
can't get any sleep.
All I do is weep,
all our memories I keep.
Trying to move along,
listening to our song.
Living life wrong,
sadness stretched too long.
Coping wit .....
Wow-wow, this pleasure race went through my veins and straight to core
Sincere and warm, sensual and slightly crafty
This venturesome adventure, made myself to go, bit beyond.
Behind my pain, open .....
Just today, I can't see you again,
Yesterday you did reached a hand out to me.
Hundredth of snow and my cheeks were red,
You stood and watched me.
Just today, you never call me again,