The Lord gave you a gift
it your spirits did lift...
This grave you dig for yourself
your making it deeper and deeper...
Theres always, always been
something missing from me...
Looking threw a box of old notes
that we wrote when we were close...
As tears fall to the ground
"this is where i can be found"...
The elegant grace you carry yourself with is just...
Mommy I want to be just like you
teach me how to swing...
When I look in the mirror
I don't even recognize myself...
This love is everything to me
I never want you to ever leave...
I sleep and dream
and dream of sleep...
Hearts take and they get
they fade and they forget...
Looking out the window
seeing the world before me...