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Sam Hutcherson Jan 2011
Verse 1
How can you die
But live on forever
How do you show
That you aren't scared
How to you hold our world
On your shoulders
When i see you
I see a hero standing there

Verse 2
Why don't you run
And escape the torture
Why don't you leave
That world behind
Why do you take all the pain
That isn't yours to hold inside
When i think of you, A hero's on my mind

Verse 3
What if i said
I'd follow your footsteps
What if i'm sure
It should have been me instead
What if i can't
Get what you stood for, out of my head
It kills me to remember
My greatest hero's dead

Verse 4
Where do you find
All the answers
Where can you see
True sacrifice
Where do i go to ask
All thesse questions on my mind
When i remember your face
There was a hero in your eyes

Chorus
Why do we lose, Why do we let
Our hearts forget
Everything you've ever done.
All our battles that you've won
Why don't we stop
Why don't we share
How much we care
About you and where you stand
But we can't understand
It's a cause worht giving more
Help me remember why; you died
For a cause worth fighting Fore

Closer
I stand alone, where you lie forever
I stand alone, can't say goodbye
They say i'm just like you
Except i know i'm too scared to die
This is about my cousin, who died about a week before i was born. A lot of people say I'm so much like he was, and i always wanted to ask him so many questions.
He was a Marine
This goes out to all in the Armed Forces.
cheryl love Jun 2014
When my skin needs ironing
along with my clothes on my thin frame.
The black bruises on the back of my hand
When I'm old will I still be treated the same?

When my eyesight is not so good,
and I am having a job just to see.
There will be black bruises on the back of my hand
and a couple of them will be on my knee!

Will you still love me, will you still care?
Will I annoy you to make you get up and leave?
Will you still be there for me every step of the way
And even when I have to wipe my nose on my sleeve.

My droopy eye lids will cover my face
My hair will be grey and I might be fast asleep
Will you still love me, like you do now
Or is it time for me to go and time for you to weep.

Please tell me now, I cant wait for thesse to occur.
Will you still love me, or will you grow to hate me
These things I think I ought to know
Because time is runnng short if it's time for me to flee.

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