Friends we were
But then you left
Friends we remained
until your birthday
you turned 19 on sunday
but never lived long enough
To see all the joys of being 19
You went for a ride with a few buds
Little did you know you that night
Would be your last night on earth
Head on collision was how it ended
The light at the end of that tunnel
Was a headlight and that meant
No one would see you ever again
I want to go to your funeral
But don't know if I should
too many people I was close to
Have left for the spirit world
And I don't think I could handle
Watching you go there too.
