what I wouldn’t do
to hear your voice again
to listen to you rant
about what living sends
but the fields are empty now
just a scarecrow in the breeze
guessing this is how
the cold becomes a freeze
what I wouldn’t do
to hold your hand again
to listen to you laugh
now know that heaven sent
an angel to my side
but now she’s gone away
knowing this is why
the night is one with day
long and full of pain
I never thought I’d know
feeling there’s no gain
no matter where I go
what I wouldn’t do
to talk just one more time
to tell you that I love you
that’s all that three word line