Dying Son

Cut off far too short Dream of a future for what Imagine who you could have been Will I ever feel good again If I could do it all again I wouldn't move from your bed Hold your head while I sit and mourn Wish it was how it was before Cry out to the sky why Please God let me do it all again Can't get this feeling out of my head Wish you were still by my side Why God why did you have to die You have been ripped From everything Gone from the world My everything You have been ripped From everything Gone from the world My everything I hold your hand As you take one Last breath then fade Into the sun