Other Side

Sometimes while I'm awake at night I pace across the floor

Humming something softly and I linger at your door

And think about what you must be dreaming on the other side

If I don't live long enough to meet your little kids

Will you tell them stories about all the things we did

Will I leave something good on the other side

When I turn the lights out there's a moon to guide my path

Fingers trace the walls and lines to rest by you at last

Reach across feel you breathing on the other side