I Miss My Son
His Name Was Joe
Days go by
Fading into the weeks
Which turn themselves into months
Occasions come and go
Like total strangers
Nothing pauses
Only two things remain
The memories
and
The regrets
Blending together
Creating a special kind of pain
A pain that never leaves
Like an only friend
Right here beside me.........
Days go by
Fading into the weeks
Which turn themselves into months
Occasions come and go
Like total strangers
Nothing pauses
Only two things remain
The memories
and
The regrets
Blending together
Creating a special kind of pain
A pain that never leaves
Like an only friend
Right here beside me.........