Written for a young widow that lost her husband in a tragic accident.
As I crawl into an empty bed
I hope to see the back of your head
Or hear the rise of your gentle snore
Feel your warmth on a Winters night
Saying – Goodnight, God Bless, sleep tight
To wake tomorrow, to love you more
As I trawl the world for sleep
Eyes shut tight
So I do no weep
I dream of days that are in my head
Of the days I did not have
An empty bed