Bias B

Now You're Gone

This one's going out to you mum
I really miss you
I hope you can hear me
This ones for you
I know your looking down on me
Are you proud of me?
Or are you upset I don't spend time with the family?
Or do you understand me the way that I've become
There's so many things I wish that I could say to you mum
I was 17 years young when you passed away
I found it hard after you and dad divorced to find my ways