she’s still waiting
she’s still waiting for that last call you promised
back in July thru a terrible august
she’s still waiting for her best friend to come home
but now all she has is a name on a stone
photo shoots with your hoodie
and you’re not in it
so many sunsets
and you’re not here to enjoy it
gone so young
never got you’re license
celebrate your sweet sixteen
let the balloons go in the wind
hoping that some how they’ll reach you
so unfair
she’s sitting by the window
she’s in your hoodie
but not in you’re arms
where she really wants to be
she’s still waiting for that last call you promised
back in july thru a terrible august
she’s still waiting for her bestie friend to come home
but now all she has is a name on a stone
but at least she has a hoodie to make up for it