Now that she's gone, I'm trying to have the life she never had.
She can see when I'm sad, even when I smile, even when I laugh,
she can see it in my eyes, deep inside I want to cry,
because I'm scared, even though I know she's with me in my prayers.
And when it spins, when it swirls, when it whirls, when it twirls,
one little beautiful boy, looking puzzled, in a daze.
He tries to rest his head and go to sleep,
maybe one day he'll wake up and this will all just be a dream.
