The shot of a gun was heard today
The price of a life was payed
The heart are broken
Tears are fallen
And your name we keep calling
Your pain is felt
Even though you don't feel it anymore
You found your way out
But it was the wrong door
What could have been said
What could have been done
To make you put done that gun?
I never saw it coming
I never saw you running
But if I had what would I have done?
What would I do
I barely even knew you
Still I know your pain
Your pain is felt
Even though you don't feel it anymore
You found your way out
But it was the wrong door
What could have been said
What could have been done
To make you put done that gun?
I cried that day
But not only for you
I cried for us all
Cuz' we all feel the pain too
Your pain is felt
Even though you don't feel it anymore
I know how felt
I feel it everyday
But i put the gun away
And try to make it though life
For Cole
R.I.P. 1986-2003
Copyright 2004 Chance
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