Verse One:

You were my melody

You were a part of me

The part my music comes from

A part of my very soul

Verse Two:

But now the music’s faded

The world is in black and white

The lyrics fly away from me

It’s hard to live my life

Chorus:

I wish you could have stayed

I wish we could have lived together

I wish you could have stayed

But it’s time to face the truth:

That it’s not your voice I’m hearing,

It’s just an echo;

The echo of you

Verse Three:

I needed you like the air I breathe

You filled my lungs and revived me

All the air was sucked from the room

When I found out I had lost you

Chorus:

I wish you could have stayed

I wish we could have lived together

I wish you could have stayed

But now it’s time to face the truth:

That it’s not your voice I’m hearing

It’s just an echo;

The echo of you

Bridge:

For the longest time

I saw you in every shadow

Heard your voice in every crowded room

My mind consumed with thoughts of you

But now the world is brightening

Lyrics are beginning to fill my head

I think I’m beginning to realize

That I’m not also dead

Chorus:

I still wish you could have stayed

I still wish we could have lived together

I still wish you could have stayed

But now I’ve faced the truth:

That it wasn’t your voice I was hearing

It was just an echo;

The echo of you

She was not the kind of girl

Who drew everybody’s eyes

Who captivated all who saw her

Like a breathtaking sunrise.

She was the kind of girl

Who had more books than friends

Who lived in literary worlds

And cried at each stories’ end.

She would look you in the eyes

And stand up for what she believed in

She rolled her eyes at insults

And grew a thick skin.

She would be there if you needed her

Would always stand by your side

She would lend you her shoulder

Every single time you cried.

Her smile lit up the room

And it seemed like it was just for you

She never cursed or cheated

And she always held true.

No, she was not beautiful,

Nor was she popular at all,

But her presence filled up every room

And she refused to become small.

They say that you should fit in,

That you shouldn’t make a sound,

That you should fall in line behind the others,

And that you shouldn’t stand your ground.

But you are part of this Earth,

And when is it ever silent?

It rampages and roars

And always is defiant.

The ocean does not bow to the storm,

Her waters thrash and waves wage war,

Mountains move for no one

And the sky thunders in uproar.

So, who are they to tell you

To follow all their rules?

When flowers grow in sidewalk cracks

And heat and pressure create jewels.