A dying friend

I hear your voice

At night I dream to picture to see

You left before you had a choice

I never let go of what we believe

The day you left, was gods choice

So can you hear me?

 

Listen to me pray

Maybe you’re a dying faith of love

Maybe I just miss you everyday

Is it strange to look at you from above?

Is it werid to think you’ll stay?

Even though you’re gone, I can feel your love

 

My memories of you still remain

Every night you shed my tears

Even when I hear fallen rain

You fill my dreams with fear

Snice your gone I’m closing in pain

I can’t stand not hearing

 

Can’t stand not hearing your voice

Can’t stand seeing a friend dye