Whose gonna light the way...now things gone so wrong?

 

Whose sitting by the fire...keeping candle burning.

Wanting a call...willing to listen when all others not interested.

Whose hoping your plans all your dreams come true.

Who.

Who will bring you flowers, ( maybe knocked off from fresh dug grave).

Why should those explanations be off interest to another, If that costume not a good luck.

Well whose going to ignore that view.

Years later she still went to old Church gate and waited.

Everyone knew the Boat would never enter the Harbour walls, into safety.

Did she know?