I try so many days to write
I try to write a song ...
The notes, the words, they don't come any more;
I write, if right or wrong.
And I almost put my pen aside
But one thing's on my brain ...
If this was my last day on the Earth,
To you, what would I say?
I love you, every day.
And I look down at God's green Earth
Where pain does never cease
I look at you, my soul so broke
And all I want is peace.
And I almost give up straightaway ...
But one thing's on my mind
If this was my last day on the Earth
What words, to say, I'd find?
You're ever so kind ... you're ever so kind.
The night goes by, so does the day,
And, writing through the tears,
I think of what to say to you
That I haven't said in years ...
And if I never write again
If my pen I put down
If this my last breath does represent
Before to Him I bow ...
What would I say? I love you, in every way.
What would I say? I love you, I love you always.