Waking in the morning only hurts more Seeing your face in my dreams For a moment we believed you had come home But for many years you have been gone The pain of not saying goodbye Your eyes are closed now And nothing will wake you Shed no more tears So scared and numb that I am motionless So painful I'm picking up the pieces You were good to me, but I was too young to see I have lost a part of my life you are the reason to fight Old photographs are all that remain Sounds lost in an instant Many years have passed I have grown I'm the youngest you the oldest When will be the moment I hear you again Will I remember your voice But I won't I really don't know you