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She never really had a chance
On that fateful moonlit night
Sacrificed without a fight
A victim of her circumstance
Now that I've become aware
And I've exposed this tragedy
A sadness grows inside of me
It all seems so unfair
I'm learning all about my life
By looking through her eyes.
Just beyond the churchyard gate
Where the grass is overgrown
I saw the writing on her stone
I felt like I would suffocate
"In loving memory of our child
So innocent, eyes open wide"
I felt so empty as I cried
Like part of me had died.
I'm learning all about my life
By looking through her eyes.
And as her image wandered through my head
I wept just like a baby as I lay awake in bed.
And I know what it's like
to lose someone you love
And this felt...just the same.
She wasn't given any choice
Desperation stole her voice
I've been given so much more in life
I've got a son, I've got a wife
I had to suffer one last time
To grieve for her and say goodbye
Relive the anguish of my past
To find out who I was at last.
The door is open wide
I'm turning with the tide
Looking through her eyes.
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