I've got stories, and I've got poems. I've got scribbles, and I've got drawings. I've got paper balls for throwing, and I've got memories to keep me going. As far as I know that is all that I need, but if I could turn back time I'd have you by my side. I wouldn't have to drink, and I wouldn't dare to blink. Cause' I wouldn't want to miss seeing you like this. Everything you've done, and the battles that you've won. For the ones that mean most, but this is just the starting post. I've got a few more years, along with a lot more tears. We need you here with us, to listen to you fuss. At the drivers who drive slow, and to see that finger that you'd throw. We make it day by day, but we have nothing left to say. To the one that took you home, and there's no place you wouldn't roam. But there's one thing I'd want to see, and that's you right here with me.