Tomorrow is the day

Tomorrow is the day .

That they will have to leave 

from the time they were little 

up in till now that I still can't breathe. 

Tomorrow is coming and the pain is already here. 

Oh how I hate to miss 

when there is no one here to kiss. 

To miss is to be the day that tomorrow will bring 

When the silence draws near the bed without a king 

The reminder of the noise that is gone 

And the separation that feels so long 

Theres nothing more to say 

Of  what tomorrow makes me feel 

When the life I gave is going to leave today.