I listened as the clock ticked through the dead dark night
As I hid behind my very own computer desk
There may not have been a computer on it quite yet
But there were pictures of memories cutting through my heart
The rain slapped my window as the wind shook the glass
As a tear rolled down my child round cheeks
No, there was not a sign of make-up on anywhere
Yet, there was a story being told in my beet red eyes
I whispered my sorrows, and sobbed in pain
As I watched my father walk past my hollow door
And what did I do but lay there still
As he stoped and looked in to my shadowy room
The nights I wished that you were still here
Tortured my soul, and burned my heart
But I still woke in the morning, with not one tear
And I pasted a smile upon my pale pink lips
There were words in my mind that I dared not to speak
As I would sit down to breakfast and eat way too much
But stiil wuth only one thought, not much could be said
But everynight i would kneel and pray, that you would come home to me
I knew that you wouldn't, I knew that you couldn't
You were in your world, and I was in mine
So I began to slice away the pain I held
my own blood became my new best friend
Years had come, and they had gone
No longer was I ten years old
I began to see the daylight again
And I knew, I had to say goodbye
The ticking of the clock had vanished
As I sat upon the grass, I looked upon a date
December 17th 2-0-0-zero; oh the pain I felt
But I knew, I had to say goodbye
Tracing your name with my finger tips
I let the words stumble out of my heart
For I knew I had to say goodbye
And rest in peace dear grandpa.
