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If tears could build a stairway, and memories a lane.

If tears could build a stairway,
and memories a lane.
I would walk right up to Heaven
and bring you back again.

No farewell words were spoken,
No time to say goodbye.
You were gone before I knew it,
and only God knows why.

My heart still aches with sadness,
and secret tears still flow.
What it meant to love you
No one can ever know.

But now I know you want me
to mourn for you no more;
To remember all the happy times
life still has much in store.

Since you'll never be forgotten,
I pledge to you today
A hollowed place within my heart
is where you'll always stay.

Dont think of him as gone away.


 Dont think of him as gone away, his journeys just begun.
Life hold so many facets, this earth is only one.

Just think of him as resting, from the sorrows and the tears,
in a place of warmth and comfort, where there are no days and years.

Think how he must be wishing that we could know today,
how nothing but our sadness can really pass away.

And think of him as living in the hearts of those he touched,
for nothing loved is ever lost and he was loved so much!!

It mustve been a place so dark, you couldn't feel the light
Reachin' for you through that stormy cloud
Now here we are gathered in our little hometown
This can't be the way you meant to draw a crowd

Oh, why? That's what I keep askin'
Was there anything I could have said or done?
Oh, I had no clue you were masking
A troubled soul, God only knows what went wrong
And why you'd leave the stage in the middle of a song

 

Now in my mind I keep you frozen as a 17 year old
Roundin third to score the winning run
You always played w/ passion, no matter what the game
When you took the stage, you shined just like the sun

Oh, why? That's what I keep askin'
And was there anything I could have said or done?
Oh, I had no clue you were masking
A troubled soul, oh, God only knows what went wrong
And why you'd leave the stage in the middle of a song

Now the oak trees are swayin' in the early autumn breeze
The golden sun is shining on my face
The tangled thoughts I hear a mockingbird sing
This old world really ain't that bad a place


Oh, why? There's no comprehending,
And who am I to try to judge or explain?
Oh, but I do have one burning question,
Who told you life wasn't worth the fight?
They were wrong,
they lied,
and now you're gone,
and we cried

'Cause it's not like you to walk away in the middle of a song,
Your beautiful song,
your absolutely beautiful song