"Now I'm dreaming,
And you're singing at my birthday,
I've never seen you smiling so big,
It's nautical themed,
And there's something I'm supposed to say,
Can't for the life of me remember what it is.
And if I could give you the moon,
I would give you the moon.
You are sick, and you're married,
And you might be dying,
But you're holding me like water in your hands,
When you saw the dead little bird, you started crying,
But you know the killer doesn't understand,"