When I was young, we never got along
but as I got older
It was you I began to grow on,
I remember how you made us laugh
looking back on it
I wished you would have taken another path,
But I'm not going to mourn over you
because that's not what
I'm suppose to do,
I'll just sit here and think about old times
And I'll be OK,
I'll be fine,
And we all sit around and talk about you
we laugh, we cry
And try to face what is true,
That your not here any longer
but it's OK
Each day we get a bit stronger,
But we may get a little sad and blue
that's only because
we miss you