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Wednesday, July 1, 2009

When You’re Gone.

Here’s another entry in my seemingly ever-growing status as a lyrical gangster. Who knew?

When I was young, you looked so tall
And I felt so small
I’d hold your hand and stare into your eyes
And all the fear I felt inside blew away with the wind
It was hard not to be afraid in this big old place
But with you, I knew I was safeIt was a big wide world
And I was daddy’s little girl
You were everything to me
You’re still everything I need

It’s hard to walk through life without a map
Thinking of the life you had
Cursing everything that seems so wrong
It’s hard to walk alone
When you can’t find your way back home
It’s hard ’cause I don’t want to believe you’re gone

The pictures on the wall, the ghost of your voice down the hall
It all reminds me of you
But they’re just visions in the dark, memories on my heart
There’s still so much I wish you knew

It was a big wide world
And I was daddy’s little girl
You were everything to me
You’re still everything I need

It’s hard to walk through life without a map
Thinking of the life you had
Cursing everything that seems so wrong
It’s hard to walk alone
When you can’t find your way back home
It’s hard ’cause I don’t want to believe you’re gone

When you’re gone
I can’t breathe
When you’re gone
I’m drowning in my grief
When you’re gone
I’m still that little girl
When you’re gone
I’m still alone in that big wide world

It’s hard to walk through life without a map
Thinking of the life you had
Cursing everything that seems so wrong
It’s hard to walk alone
When you can’t find your way back home
It’s hard ’cause I don’t want to believe you’re gone

You’re still everything to me
You’ll always be everything I need

xoxo,

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Comments

  1. Anonymous says

    Wednesday, July 1, 2009 at 3:41 pm

    These songs are trite.

    Reply
  2. Melissa says

    Friday, July 3, 2009 at 5:29 pm

    I'm really sorry you think suicide is trite.

    Reply
  3. ambiguous_angel says

    Friday, July 24, 2009 at 12:38 pm

    i l0ved that.
    It reminds me 0f my papa wh0 leave us.
    U'r really great.

    Reply

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