That Empty Chair

Sometimes it seems like it was a series of dreams- that day when I wore that dress of white and the world had finally felt so right then all of that time we had shared to do the things that only we dared than that day when you hadn't come home and for the first time ever I felt completely alone now there's only an empty chair to say that you were ever there and when they raise the red, white, and blue all I can do is remember you