Once I had a wife,
I didn't marry,
we had not yet made it
to that day,
but she was still
my wife,
in my heart
in every way,
and I was dreaming
and working on
how I could,
have her by my side
for good,
for better, with no worse,
so happy we would be,
with real love,
even the blind did see.
My wife,
my wife,
what happened to
my wife?
I do not know
what to do,
without her in my life.
Guess I'll have to start a
“the loneliest heart of all” club.
