On the 20th of February 2010
About two o clock in the afternoon
When holding onto Mom's hand, you softly slipped away
I guess God needed a good man too
It's hard, but its true
It's hard because I miss you
At least I'll never go through the pain of losing you again
Instead I'll just have to believe you're in that better place
I'll be waiting for that day to come, when I get to greet your handsome face again
Dreaming is the closest thing I get to you right now
I miss your presence, your words, your scent, your laugh, your sound
I can't delete your number from my phonebut it makes no sense to keep it
I imagine calling you up to say whats been going down
It's hard, but its true
It's hard because I miss you
At least I'll never go through the pain of losing you again
Instead I'll just have to believe you're in that better place
I'll be waiting for that day to come, when I get to greet your handsome face again
At least I'll never go through the pain of losing you again
Instead I'll just have to believe you're in that better place
I'll be waiting for that day to come, when I get to greet your handsome face again