The Pretty Rose Of My Tray
I am sitting here in my bedroom, looking at her picture.
And wondering why she couldn't be a part of my future
Whenever the uncontrollable tears stream down my face
This is that hard time when my heart beat starts to race
Then I question God why he has taken my wife from my life
It would be less painful if He stabbed me with a sharp knife
I still needed her cos she had not completed her task here
She was the only one who was to make everything so clear
She was my essential part and I remain a part of her forever
When she passed away a part of me went with her together
I never knew that it was so difficult to lose someone you love
But the truth hurt me the day she went to the heaven above
Although I can't see but I know you’re up there watching me
I know you’re keeping your hand of blessing to look after me
I miss you more and more everyday and all I can do is to pray
In my heart you will forever remain the pretty rose of my tray.
