Sadly, the good ones always die young.
The sky looks better tonight
knowing you're one of the stars
it's a crowded world there's only room for some
it's a shame that the good ones always die young
She screamed, blue murder
clinging onto a jacket of his
I held my head outside the hospital doors
ran through the corridors punching the walls
for weeks my knuckles
showed more honesty
than my tongue
I called upon heaven, but your heavens a lie
we work, we love and then we die
Tonight I'm so delicate
I'll be like this for months
Even though some say I've moved on
doesn't mean I'm not still stunned
where did your prescence go?
I miss you, I miss you
the hardest words to say
are always so plain
I hope I become good enough to one day perform this song and dedicate it to my Dad. xx
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