Picture Frames

Shit happens
I can’t believe the irony
It slapped me in the face
It kills all my expectations…
And I know
The unlikely is likely to happen
Good or bad, you’ll never know
Let’s just say I’ve done some growing this year
More than i can handle
And i’ll never forget this year…
Now your gone
Sooo far away…
Now your gone
Nothings the same…
I thought you’d better reminisce the times we’ve had
When laughter was familiar
Tragedy has stripped from us the you we had
Much too soon
I cannot keep growing this year, without you
I’ll never forget this year…
Now your gone
So far away…
Now your gone
Nothings the same…
Now your gone
And nothings left to fill the gaps of doors you’ve left wide open…
Now your gone…
And all thats left are picture frames and memories of you…
Now your gone!
So far away…
Now your gone…
Nothings the same…