You once said long ago
while stroking my hair,
"When you wake up, there'll be
a nice present waiting for you
by your pillow."
You weren't always
there for me,
but we could laugh together
at funny stories.
But how can people regret
mistakes that they keep making
over and over again?
I remember now...
that night I thought
I had buried.
You once said, long ago
while stroking my hair,
"When you wake up there'll be
a nice present waiting for you
by your pillow."
I lay sleeping with my arms
crossed around my chest,
looking forward to the morning.
When I woke up, I found
by my pillow a teddy bear...
in place of you.
You once said, long ago
while stroking my hair,
"When you wake up there'll
be a nice present waiting for
you by your pillow."