What If

What If

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I remember your bare feet Down the hallway I remember your little laugh Race cars on the kitchen floor Plastic dinosaurs I love you to the moon and back I remember your blue eyes Looking into mine Like we had our own secret club I remember your dancing before bedtime Then jumping on me waking me up I can still feel you hold my hand Little man And even in the moment I knew You fought it hard like an army guard Remember I, leaned in and whispered to you Come on baby with me We're gonna fly away from here You were my best four years I remember the drive home When the blind hope Turned to crying and screaming why Flowers pile up in the worst way No one knows what to say About a beautiful boy who died And its about to be halloween You could be anything You wanted if you were still here I remember the last day When I kissed your face And I whispered in your ear Come on baby with me We're gonna fly away from here Out of this curtained room And this hospital grey will just disappear Come on baby with me We're gonna fly away from here You were my best four years What if I'm standing in your closet Trying to talk to you? And what if I kept your hand-me-downs You won't grow in to? And what if I really thought some miracle Would see us through? And what if the miracle was even getting One moment with you? Come on baby with me We're gonna fly away from here Come on baby with me We're gonna fly away from here You were my best four years I remember you bare feet Down the hallway I love you to the moon and Back...
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