life is a little differnt now
since the day your candle blew out
i hear your voice and i look around just to find your no where around
My ears long for your voice
But your death was your choice
why did you have to go Your the wind that made life blow
I allways hoped you would know I'd stitch up your heart if i could sew
You fly in heaven an angel who got lost and never knew the cost
I have your memory like your here with me
since the day your candle blew out
i hear your voice and i look around just to find your no where around
My ears long for your voice
But your death was your choice
why did you have to go Your the wind that made life blow
I allways hoped you would know I'd stitch up your heart if i could sew
You fly in heaven an angel who got lost and never knew the cost
I have your memory like your here with me

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