I wonder as I wander Out under the sky Why do people I care about Always have to die?
Are you happy where you are, Wherever that may be? I wonder as I wander, Do you still think of me?
Is it nice up there in heaven? For I know you made it there. Are the clouds made out of marshmallows? Do you know that I still care?
I look up at the winter sky, And shed a single tear. I think of all the days gone by, I'll always hold you dear.
I wonder as I wander Out under the sky Why do people I care about Always have to die?
Samantha Stansbury
KagomeChan153 · Sat Sep 17, 2005 @ 05:43am · 0 Comments |