Through My Eyes
Sometimes I'd sit in my window
A breeze swept by face
I'd rip apart my bed side stand
And say "I want to leave this place"
There was nothing to hold on to
When the one holding you is gone
Life is a sad story
Life is a vacant lawn
You meant more to me than you will ever know
Nor do I wish to tell
About the hope you instilled in me
And the support for when I fell
So it seems like I never liked you
Well I did, and now I regret
That we never shared our memories
And to you I owe my debt
I raise my glass to your life
That it may be better than mine
For when I'm pounding license plates
You'll be in Key West, sipping a lime
I've always been jealous of you
I know I can tell you now
That I've grown since I've seen you last
I can handle you now