Too few letters that were sent
Too few photographs for me to see
Just to know you held the pen
Selfish pleasure's, in my make believeBut the nights are way too long
And I'm not strong like you
I can't breathe without you, sonMy beautiful boy
My beautiful boy
My beautiful, beautiful boy
This house still holds your smell
Your voice still echoes through these walls
I wasn't with you when you fell
I was with you through so many fallsBut the nights are way too long
And I'm not strong like you
I can't breathe without you, son
My beautiful boy
My beautiful boy
My beautiful, beautiful boyMy beautiful boy
My beautiful boy
My beautiful, beautiful boy
