Two young sentimental lives, interwoven into one
Who'd have ever thought that one day there'd be none?
Of childhood and teenage hours, few were spent apart
With a simple sweet agreement to never break each other's heart
Smiles and laughs and memories, now shoved into a box
And put into the garage in a backyard garden plot
Beneath so many flowers and a wide expanse of green
Do you even remember through what eyes they both had seen?
Did she have brown eyes; can you remember if he had blue?
A journey cut so short by a devil we never knew
A quick final decision made by a person so unknown
One red light, one crash and then two candles flames were blown
I look out across the graves and my eyes meet with you
Two perfect souls were once entwined, now buried beneath the dew
I don't want to spend my life always running away
Just to have my life taken like my sister, your brother; on that horrific day
Sometimes I have to wonder in what I should believe
And for their special love they found then lost, I will always grieve
Is this how love always turns out? Buried in a field of graves?
Your clear blue eyes look at me; It's your love that I crave
But the coffins beneath the dirt offer me no assurance as to why
I should get back behind the wheel and take that chance
Although your eyes are telling me you so desperately want to dance
The flowers fall upon the coffin; my eyes rest upon a white rose
A symbol of the purity our siblings had, then lost as time froze
If only you would hand to me that rose of white
But love among this mourning, just doesndozenseem right
Two young lives for taken that day and they lost a life they should have had
Something so beautiful, but something you cannot get back
One day I will tell you how you've save me more times than you can see
But until then, I will mourn the death of love until you can love me
