A day late, an hour short.
I called you, but nobody was home...
I lay here awake.
For I can no longer dream...
I want to go home again.
To feel your touch around my arms...
I confided in a friend who told me,
that you're not really gone...
*Me and my sister wrote this together*
Each day you close your eyes afraid to really try...
Simple beauty,such happiness
a coffee in your hand,that paper in your lap...
Making that decision was the hardest thing I have...
But since that day, my life has become undone...
MA iTs bEEn aLmOsT 3 yEaRs SiNcE yOu bEEn GoNe
N i cAnT bElEiVe iTz tRu...
I wish I couldn't see it
I wish I didn't know...
Tears
Let me ask you...
Lonely hands
Grasping for another pair...
Dear Dad:
I often sit and think of you...