I wounder whats going on in your head,
When you think of them,
Our oldest son is old enough to know whats going on,
Every time i start crying he tells me whats wrong,
He tells me mom why is daddy gone,
If you are ever gonna come back,
He was your spoiled one,
The one you spend most time with,
How you think he feels now that your gone,
I Hate to see him sad and blue,
I hate to see him cry cuz he misses you,
Open your eyes and see what your missing,
Open your heart and give them a visit,
He asks if you still love them and why your not here,
If something bad happened to you,
What am I left to say,
What can I tell him,
Now you left him broken hearted,
He lost his dad,
Because thats what you decided,
He looked up to you,
How could you left him so sad and blue
