All I have is the voice
to remember her by
and the visions of her smile
in my mind.
"Just let it go"
That's what everybody says,
but I can't.
It's not that easy always.
Let's say she's still alive.
What would she say?
Why, everyday, do I act this way?
She flows through my blood inside.
Let's say she's still here.
What would she do?
Would she wipe my tears
and ease my fears?
And she beats in my heart inside.
And it's been 9 months
since I kissed her hand
and felt her skin.
But it's been fun
to cherish all the moments within.
Just let it pass.
That's what I try to do everyday,
but I can't.
I try to have her wake,
but she still lays.
All I have are the memories
that we shared.
And they let me know she cared.
"Don't dwell",
that's what she says,
but we both know well,
it won't be the same...
Oh, no, it won't be the same
