Morning Light
You came to me like the morning light.
Our future looked so bright.
White picket fence, kids, together growing old,
And becoming one flesh is the dream I’ve always been told.
As a husband I thought I knew what it would take.
Didn’t I know what was at stake?
When it stormed I’d shelter you from the pain.
I never thought that I'd be the rain.
Impenetrable stone our love would withstand.
Picking up the pieces it turned into sand.
You’ve moved on even though I tried to make things right.
Evening has come, gone is the morning light.