Close my eyes I don’t know about it
I count the hours to the sun’s dazzling hours
I will fill your bed so it is warm
I know that grief is the loneliest road
I think of it
One by one they fall so quickly
Domino it is so
We all have a washer in the life
Don’t want to read about the sorrow that I see it
And it is not something new
Think about it all the time
But it helps not
So we all fall like domino tiles