You must have been in a place so dark, you couldn't feel the light
Reachin' for you through that stormy cloud
Now here we are gathered, in a little home town
This can't be the way you meant to draw a crowd
Oh why, that's what I keep askin'
Was there anything I could have said or done
Oh I had no clue you were maskin'
A troubled soul, God only knows what went wrong
And why you'd leave the stage in the middle of a song
Now in my mind I keep you frozen as a seventeen-year-old
Roundin' third to score the winning run
You always played with passion, no matter what the game
When you took the stage you shined just like the sun
Now the oak trees are swayin' in the early Autumn breeze
A golden sun is shining on my face
The tangled thoughts I hear, a mocking bird sings
This old world really ain't that bad a place
Oh why, there's no comprehendin'
And who am I to try to judge or explain
Oh but I do have one burning question
Who told you life, wasn't worth the fight
They were wrong, they lied, now your gone, and we cried
'Cause it's not like you to walk away in the middle of a song
Your beautiful song, Your absolutely beautiful song