After an enchanting fall day
She will soon go her own way
Held by her father who’s ever so loving
…She never saw it coming…
The only thing that they could see was blinding light
That was the last of her father, right then, that night
…She never saw it coming…
They both never saw the car progressing
Windshield splintering, and brakes protesting
She was only a daughter of her dearest father
Now she feels like a fish in a body of water
…She had never saw it coming…
The only thing that she could see was people wearing black
This was the only thing she would want to turn back
How sad it would be to go to your father’s burying
The sad burden that the pallbearers are carrying
Kneeling next to the head stone for her father
Dripping tears, as things go, she was his daughter
She wished she had a shirt, hat, smell, a physical reminder
A memento of one she will love forever
…She never saw it coming…
Thinking of things that she could have done to bring him back
Like a runaway train that’s lost its’ track
She will have to move on, without the one she loves
And talk to the heavens where he’d risen above
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