Christina
| I know you're out there somewere wathing over me like you did
when you were here. But I can't help think I will see you again. One day on an empty street. Some nights I cant sleep. I envision your last moment as you fall to the cold sement. I hear your screem, they pound through my head. I just wish I could have been there to stop him. I wish I could have taken the bullet. I know you would have done the same for me. I can't help think that it's my falt and if only I was there, I could have saved you. |
