I know a lot of people can probably relate,
Losing a parent, having so many thoughts and pain.
It just stays hidden for years

and no one knows what you go through, and you know,
It gets hard sometimes when I, when I sit and think.
I don't have to many memories really,

But the ones I do have, I hold onto and cherish.
Dad this is for you.


You were taken away from me when I was only seven,
I guess you already had a place made in heaven.
Now I'm thinking, did this really happen that day?

When you died then your soul was just captured away.
Faded to grey. Now there is no more blue skies.
I thought life was given to everyone who tries.

Why Him, you had your choice of killers and crooks.
Now I'm writing this in my hands, I'm feeling real shook.
The feelings it took to try to hide my tears, I tuck

Them away and put them deep inside my fears.
Couldn't confide in peers, no one knew what was wrong,
they were all young and didn't know what was going on.

But I did, I remember all the pain I felt,
tears dripping down my face, just like rain it felt.
Damn this world, I just tried not to think

but that was just as hard as trying not to blink.
Sometimes I sit and think and look at the sky.
If I could know one thing, then I would want

to know why. Why'd he have to die?
Why'd you take him that day?
When he left my life a part of me was taken away.

Sometimes I sit and think and look at the sky,
if I could know one thing, then I would want to know why.
Why'd he have to die? Why'd you take him that day?

When he left my life a part of me was taken away.
I don't remember the date you died and don't care to.
But I visit your grave cause I care for you.

We got you lights in the trees so that you'd have them for Christmas.
If I could talk to you, I know you'd probably say you miss us.
But don't worry, one day we'll all be together,

and on that day, it will be bright and sunny weather,
us together, Father and son once again,
and we'll talk about how many damn months it's been.

It's been so long since I talked to you,
I remember fishing and going on walks with you.
Damn, you didn't see me graduate at all,

and Dad, I'm six foot, I grew up to be tall.
A lot of people say that I look just like you.
Sometimes the pain of death feels like a rifle.

When I think to hard, that's when I need a tissue.
If I could tell you one thing, it would be I miss you.
Sometimes I sit and think and look at the sky,

if I could know one thing I would want to know why.
Why'd he have to die? Why'd you take him that day?
When he left a part of my life was just taken away.

Sometimes I sit and think and look at the sky.
If I could know one thing, I would want to know why.
Why'd he have to die? Why'd you take him that day?

When he left my life a part of me was just taken away.
I watch that video where you acted like a crook,
drama in my life like it's read from a book.

That day the Earth cried cause of the life that was took,
I walked into the funeral home and then I peaked in.
I read their stares cause my tears were leaking.

I couldn't take it, I was so young and confused.
But now you in heaven, and got your whole life to cruise.
No more crashes, you can ride without pain.

Sometimes still hear your voice inside of my brain,
I try to maintain, but sometimes it gets real hard.
If you look at my heart, you'll see it's forever scarred, forever scarred.

One day we'll be together, I miss you, I miss you.