In another life I would keep you here as a child of mine, I would watch you grow, we don't look the same But you'd still have my smile And this day is closing over I'll come by once a week watch you through the glass But you'll never know I have saved my gold, packed it in a chest, It is yours when I'm gone And this day is closing over And this day is closing over I'll scratch your name on my hand so you're always here Always right by my side I'll make a picture book of the two of us so you know who you are And this day is closing over And this day is closing over And this day is closing over I'm dying to see your face, dying to see your face I'm dying to see your face, dying to see your face