One last prayer, one last cry

One last breath, before I close my eyes

Off to catch a glimpse of your lovely smile

Guess tomorrow won't be coming for a while

One last whisper, one last song

I've lived this life without you, oh for too long

I'm tired and sick. I'm sick and tired

Guess tomorrow won't be coming

I've taken five, taking six

Maybe ten could do the trick

For me to follow you into slumber

I've waited far too much

Been in and out of luck

For me to follow you into slumber

Hoping soon we could be

Two lovers in a perfect dream

I've taken five, taking six

Hoping ten could do the trick

For me to follow you into slumber

I've waited far too much

Been in and out of luck

For me to follow you into slumber

I've done everything I can

Pouring death into my hands

Hoping to follow you into slumber

And soon we would be

Two lovers in a perfect dream