The Plan

When I woke up, I looked straight into your eyes,
And I have to tell you, it came as quite a surprise,
You see, you were supposed to go away,
Because I never thought you’d stay
But I’ll tell you right now, first hand,
You are not part of this plan

Two years pass by,
You’re still “mine”,
You slip on one knee,
I slip on a ring,
Though I did say yes,
I really must confess,
Even with a ring on my hand,
You’re still not part of the plan

Six more months pass,
Things are going quite fast,
We’re standing in front of a priest,
One hour away from a huge wedding feast,
You look at me, with tears in your eyes,
And all my happiness comes as quite a surprise,
But with yet another ring on my hand,
I’m still not sure you’re part of my plan

See, I was headed to England to become a journalist,
But my whole world changed when you and I kissed,
And having kids was a definite no,
I could never help another person grow,
But here we are, one whole year gone,
She’s arriving just before dawn,
Finally, my finger clutched in her tiny hand,
I realize there may be a better plan

But all too soon eighteen years pass,
Our kids have grown up way too fast,
Your baby girl graduates high school,
And momma’s boy still thinks we’re uncool,
But now as we’re letting go of her hand,
She takes on my old master plan

She’s next gone to the UK,
And he goes to college far away,
Sand is slipping through the hourglass,
I try to catch it but it’s too fast,
I still find you smiling every day,
Even though we’re turning old and grey,
Every chance, you still hold my hand,
Even without my silly plan

Then one day, you’re no longer by my side,
And with you, the memories start to die,
It’s the feel of your kiss,
Your absence makes me miss,
Words don’t come easily,
Because you were the other half of me,
Ten years after that day,
I’m standing by your grave

That’s where I wish I could hold your hand,
That’s where I realize… you were the best part of my plan