The obituary notice of Martyn Paul FOXLEY

Softly whispering I love you
Echoes of your voice are calling
Still through my dreams
Softening the chill of the breeze
Through my window
I can see the moonglow
Painting silver shadows on a rose
Coloured land
A world that we walked hand in hand
In a day of gold coloured by the glow of new love

I can feel your warm face
Ever close to my lips
And the scent of you invades
The cool evening air
I can close my eyes
And you're there in my arms
Still and I know your soft kiss
Turning into music every beat of my heart
When I hold you close to my heart
And I hear your voice whispering
I love you

Happy 45th wedding anniversary babe.

If I could buy a house on Memory Lane
I'd put my money down and I'd sign my name
On that little corner lot where it don't ever rain
And we'd stay good as new like a fresh coat of paint,

You'd be mine in the shine of a front porch light
Yeah, I might as well live there, baby
That's where I spend most of my time,

Thinkin' 'bout those sunsets that bled into jean jacket nights
Those tangled up mornings lost in paradise
Still drunk on the feeling when I close my eyes
You're pulling me closer, my head your shoulder
We'd never let go and we'd never be over,

If I could buy a house on Memory Lane
I wouldn't have to wonder if you miss me the same
I'd be loving you as usual, you'd be telling me I'm beautiful
Oh, I'd be happily delusional,

If I could buy a house on Memory Lane
I'd put my money down and I'd sign my name
On that little corner lot where it don't ever rain
And baby, me and you, we'd never fade, never fade
We'd never fade
Never fade, never fade.

Happy birthday,

Love and miss you babe.

When you're dreaming with a broken heart
The waking up is the hardest part
You roll out of bed and down on your knees
And for a moment, you can hardly breathe
Wondering, "Was he really here?
Is he standing in our room?"
No, he's not
'Cause he's gone, gone, gone, gone, gone

When you're dreaming with a broken heart
The giving up is the hardest part
He saddens me with his with his vacant eyes
Then all at once, you have to say goodbye
Wondering, "Could you stay, my love?
Will you wake up by my side?"
No, he can't
'Cause he's gone, gone, gone, gone, gone

Now, do I have to fall asleep with roses in my hand?
Do I have to fall asleep with roses in my hand?
Now, do I have to fall asleep with roses in my hand?
Do I have to fall asleep with roses in my, roses in my hands?
And would you get them if I did?
No, you won't
'Cause you're gone, gone, gone, gone, gone

When you're dreaming with a broken heart
The waking up is the hardest part.

The missing you is the hardest part, love you babe.

Tonight I'm going to break away, just you wait and see.
I'll never be imprisoned by, a faded memory.

It happens all the time, this crazy love of mine.
Wraps around my heart, refusing to unwind.

Just when I think I'm stronger, this broken heart will mend.
I hear his name and I start to cry, the tears come down again.

It happens all the time, this crazy love of mine.
Wraps around my heart, refusing to unwind.

Count the stars in the summer sky, that fall without a sound.
And then pretend that you hear, these teardrops coming down.

It happens all the time, this crazy love of mine.
Wraps around my heart, refusing to unwind.

Happy 44th wedding anniversary babe.

I remember clearly how you looked the night we met.
I recall your laughter and your smile.
And now you're all I long to see.
You mean so much to me.

Chances are I'll see you in my dreams tonight.
You'll be smiling like the night we met.
You're the best I've met.
It's hard to forget.

Happy 65th birthday babe.

I miss you babe.