My dad wrote four words on a tiny piece of paper
"These are the stages you'll go through"
He said, "Shock, anger, and deep sadness
In time acceptance will come too"
Well I wish I could fast forward the time
Or for that matter, rewind
And though you said that time was blind
Now you're in a place that only exists in my mind
And I have this image of you leaning out the window
Your lungs encapsulating smoke
But I would give everything to smell your cigarettes burning
'Cause your words were passive when you spoke
I feel you with me all the time
Your guiding hands lead mine
But I miss the stories that you'd share
And the knitted garments that you always used to wear
Well I'm wearing nothing but your love
And I can honestly say that I think about you every day
And I have this image of you leaning out the window
Your lungs encapsulating smoke
But I would give everything to smell your cigarettes burning
'Cause your words were passive when you spoke
Ooo ooo ooo ooo ooo
Ooo ooo ooo ooo ooo
This house is empty, the shelves are bare
Your presence felt, but you're not there
I glance where you sit, I mean, where you sat
I'm still readjusting, still getting used to that
And though you won't show up at my door
Wherever you are I hope you find what you were searching for
Ooo ooo ooo ooo ooo
Ooo ooo ooo ooo ooo
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