My year is told in hard endeavor
The first day...
It hurts now to remember
The call that woke me from sleep
Wish youd called me out
Would it make a difference?
Will this help me remember?
My dear was lost in gone December
Its been three years
Still hurts to read your letters
Recall the first day
Why was I so indifferent?
Now Im forced to remember life
Me in my car, I wont be here alone anymore
Velocity sent you through the window
If you had called me out now