I can see your smile
i can see the hope
i can see you choke
i can see you fall
i can see me start to ball
i cant touch your hand
i cant understand
i cant see why
i cant see why you had to die
i cant see why it was you
i hate that there is nothing i could do
i hate that i feel bad inside
i hate that all i can do is ask why
i hate that i lost a friend who cared deeply for
i hate that i never told him that before
i hate that i am now
i wish i could still hold your hand
