Where the Dogwood Dies

I've had too many midnight cries

In the month of May where the dogwood dies

As they fall and mingle with the dew

They become much more than me without you

And are you happy now?

Where have you gone?

Are you happy now?

Have you become your own in show?

I remember the weight of your hand

As you slowly slid on my wedding band

Watched them wither and fade to gray

Mine you could not hold so you took them away

And are you healthy now?

Does your body hold?

Are you healthy now?

Are you finally the golden boy?

Do you love me now?

We're not the same

Do you love me now?

Now that you're back from whence you came