A song that started off being a random break up song but ended up being a song about my Grandmother. Odd how the mind works sometimes.
18 weeks to go *crosses fingers*
The Last Song – T.C. Elliott
This is the last song I will ever write
This is the last song I will sing
AS ai sit here without you by my side
Without the comfort that you bring
‘Cause I’m missing you
I can’t go on
Right now everything feels wrong
When I think of you
I can’t go on
I can’t sing another song
This is my last song
Your empty house feels just like a tomb
With silence slowly creeping in
I try to organize all of your things
I don’t know where I should begin
‘Cause I’m missing you
I can’t go on
Right now everything feels wrong
When I think of you
I can’t go on
I can’t sing another song
This is my last song
I can still feel the warmth of your smile
And I can still feel your hand on mine
I can hear you whispering in my ear
How can fate be so unkind?
Verse – guitar
‘Cause I’m missing you
I can’t go on
Right now everything feels wrong
When I think of you
I can’t go on
I can’t sing another song
This is my last song
Monday, August 23, 2010
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