Why

This is a song by Rascal Flatts that I have requested to
                                be played at my funeral in the very near future.

It must have been in a place so dark,you couldn't see the light,
reaching for you through that stormy cloud.Now here we are gathered
in our little home town,this can't be the way you meant to draw a crowd.

(chorus) Oh why,that's what I keep asking,was there anything I could have
              said or done.Oh I had no clue you were masking,a troubled soul,
              GOD only knows,what went wrong,and why you would leave the
              stage in the middle of a song.                                                           

Now in my mind I keep you frozen as a seventeen year old,rounding third 
to score the winning run.You always played with passion no matter what 
the game,when you took the stage you shinned just like the sun.

     (CHORUS)

Now the oak trees are swaying in the early autumn breeze,a bolt of sun is
shinning on my face.The tangled thoughts I hear,a mockingbird sings,this 
world really ain't that bad a place.

               Oh why,there's no comprehending,but who am I to try to judge
               or explain.Oh but I do have one burning question?Who told you
               life,wasn't worth the fight,they were wrong,they lied,now your
               gone,and we cried,cause it's not like you to walk away in the 
               middle of a song.Your beautiful song.



                                                                          Song by Rascal Flatts
Copyright © | Year Posted 2013

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July 17, 2014 at 5:40 PM
Of course I miss you, I've been dealing with lots on my plate :(... hugs.. Forever a friend... Linda
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September 10, 2013 at 4:40 AM
hi Colleen, thanks for the visit. .. you are in my thoughts... I hope your next coming visit goee better than the last one... your in my thoughts. ..luv...linda
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June 2, 2013 at 7:30 PM
LOL, i wish you were..I had a guardian Angel many years ago... he saved me from myself.... so i do believe in them... :-)
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May 1, 2013 at 10:51 AM
Dear Colleen, I don't like the sounds of YOUR Preamble. "to be played at my funeral in the very near future" I am sorry to throw a monkey wrench into YOUR plans, but I feel YOUR work here on Earth is not close to over with Yet. You are very Inspiring to me, I am a slow learner and still feel I can learn so much Through YOUR POEMS. Soup Mail Call. I LOVE YOU ALWAYS and FOREVER YOUR Loyal Liege.,.HG
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February 12, 2013 at 6:42 PM
whats that they say about the boy who cried wolf?
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