I look up at the stars tonight hoping you can see me alright
I remember the night you died. I try to be alright even though you're not here tonight
You may be gone, but I think that it's wrong to simply let you go
I think you should know how far I'd go just to talk to you once more

I just sit in the car and cry because the other night you died
Nothing feels right anymore

The tears streamed down my face as I heard the news
You didn't even get to live to be eighty-two
I don't know what to do without you
Maybe I'll cry a bit and write a song or two...

But I guess that life goes on, and I'll have to go on alone
But I called you yesterday and you didn't answer the phone...
I'm praying it was my imagination and that you'll be home tonight
I just wanna talk to you and make sure you're doing alright