The Night You Died
I still remember that night
It was 40 degrees but it felt ice cold
I was standing at the door
Two policemen telling me that you were gone
Telling me there had been an accident
My mind wouldn’t work, I couldn’t comprehend it
You were my love, you couldn’t be gone
I was alive, you were dead,
That was all that was running through my mind
Tears in my eyes, my heart heavy, I sat down and cried
Why I asked, why you
But even though you’re gone
I still love you
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