Come morning light, you and I’ll be safe and sound.
I will never tell him “Good Morning Jer…”
It’s so quiet here, and i feel so cold. This house no longer feels like home.
R.I.P, Gilbert family.
“Just make it stop, please make it stop.”
I don’t have anyone anymore.
Lay your weary head to rest, don’t you cry no more.
I won’t let you fly
I won’t say goodbye
I won’t let you slip away from me
Little one don’t let go