Sometimes I wish I could go back in time.
That wasn't how I wanted it to end.
You could've told me
Ya know

about how you felt that day
you didn't have to leave that
as the last time
I saw you.

I would've told you how I felt
how your worth is that of an angel.
but
you really are an angel now
silently flying
your beautiful music dying.

I wish you would've told me.

Ya know?

I promise I care.