I never saw you leave...not even once or the last time
not when we were kids, not now we’re a bit older
every time you go, I’m never near. . .
very soon you’ll be another year older; so will I
every time you run, I’m always here. . .
remember? Or is forgetting, how we live now?
send me a good-bye text, an email, a letter or two
anything will do, for if you don’t...I’ll think you’ll come back again
wish me farewell, so I’ll know to feel the same
If I had the courage, I’d know just what to do. Sometimes I have to crawl and every day I fall…trying just to stand by you...
you must’ve cried every night, cursed out of sight
on the next day-light, you were once again bright
under those closed eyelids, where do you go?
lying here now, I wonder what she was thinking
even still, my mother won’t tell me what she heard
and your own child...what was his last word?
very soon I’ll be another year older; so will you
ever still, I never saw you leave