Goodnight

I wish I could have touched you one last time before I had to go...
I wish I could have said all the things I wanted before things began to slow...
I miss you so much even though you're right there...
I'm a thought... A dream... In the cold November air...
I watch you smile as you laugh on the phone...
I remember calling you, but you were never home...
I didn't want to leave that night as I looked into your eyes...
I remember telling you not to cry, for everyone dies...
I wander now, free and untied...
Whispering I'm sorry from the other side...