i want to write about seeing your eyes in the stars
but all i can see is this ****** city's highway full of cars
i'm miles away from california
but i can still feel the euphoria
the euphoria of speeding along a trail
while the skies poured open with hail
we were young, wild, and free
you were the man who taught me what it was to see
without you i would not be the half of me today
there's so much more that i had planned to say
time was short with you though,
there was still these same thoughts that i wanted you to know