Some people say the good die young
I say the young were gypped..
You swirled around when you fell from the sky
I tried to catch you but i tripped
no seat belts on
going way too fast
And then you saw the light
how horrible a thing to pass
filled with so much fright
no alcohol no drugs involved
just speed and cockiness
we thought that you would hold on
we thought you were so strong
but with the force and the speed
and no seatbelt
we found out we were wrong
You slowly melted
out of our hands and we fell to the floor to cry
only 16 years old today
and you had to go and die..
Now he wont talk
wont speak a word
his broken heart wont mend
he has to live the rest of his life
knowing he killed his best friend.
If you were still here it'd be ok
we wouldn't be so sad
a little fallen helpless soldier
you were all he had..
So some say the good die young,
I say the young haven't had a chance to live..
I know your in heaven now
in heaven they all forgive
we miss you more each passing day
and never will we forget
your best friend now lives his life
with o so much regret...
