Wat I miss the Most is My Uncle Steve
Wat I missed the most is how he cared...

Look at me,
what do you see...

I tried to control my feelings I felt inside
But deep down within me they burst out wide...

I always wanted more from you
than you were willing to give...

My friends are my life.
They help me through all my strife...

You look at me
And think I have it all...

I got your back,
You got mine...