Who is going to wait for me
coming home from school?
i don't even want to leave school
knowing that your gone
who is going to fetch the ball
when i throw it on the field
i don't even want to go to the field
knowing that your gone
who is going to lick my hand
when i start to cry?
i don't even want to shed a tear
knowing that your gone
who is going to help me through life
when I'm finding it hard to cope?
i don't even want to live
knowing that your gone