dear God, the only thing i ask of you is to hold him when im not around and when im much too far away.
im lonely and im tired im missing you again.
i'd catch a grenade for ya and i'll throw it by myself to you.
i'll grab your hand and jump in front of a train.
why were they open? i hate it when they're wide open.
a lonely road, crossed another cold state line, miles away from those i love.