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May 6
I wrote this not for myself personally, but for those who is forced to lose someone they love, I've seen people scream at God in hurt and anger and other things written in this song.

You were too young
When you spread your wings
I can hear voice
While I try to sleep

Telling me it's okay
Easier said than done
There's nothing left to say
But I've only just begun

Cause i could shake my fist
And ask God why
The old live too long
While the young always die
Yeah I could scream
Until my lungs gave out
I could tell a stranger what it's all about
Or i could cuss like a sailor
But what good would it do?
When all I want Yeah all I want
Is One more minute with you

They said you were better now
And I walked away
I hit my knees
But I didn't pray

Instead I punched the ground
Cause now it's the one holding you
Yeah it doesn't know you
Quite like I do

And I don't want to sleep at night
Cause my dreams always laugh at me

Cause i could shake my fist
And ask God why
The old live too long
While the young always die
Yeah I could scream
Until my lungs gave out
I could tell a stranger what it's all about
Or i could cuss like a sailor
But what good would it do?
When all I want Yeah all I want
Is One more minute with you

Yeah all I want
All I want

Is to shake my fist and ask God why
The old live too long
While the young always die
God I wonder why
Yeah I could scream
Until my lungs gave out
I could tell a stranger what it's all about
Or i could cuss like a sailor
But what good would it do?
When all I want Yeah all I want
Is One more minute with you

Yeah all I want
Is one more minute with you
Hank Love
Written by
Hank Love  27/M/Borger, Texas
(27/M/Borger, Texas)   
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