LYRICS: I remember your bare feet down the hallway I remember your little laugh Race cars on the kitchen floor Plastic dinosaurs, I love you to the moon and back
I remember your blue eyes looking into mine like we had our own secret club I remember you dancing before bed time then jumping on me waking me up I can still feel you hold my hand Little man, from even that moment I knew You fought it hard like an army guy Remember I leaned in and whispered to you
Chorus: Come on baby with me We're gonna fly away from here You were my best four years
I remember the drive home when the blind hope Turned to crying and screaming, "Why?" Flowers piled up in the worst way No one knows what to say about a beautiful boy who died
And it's about to be Halloween You could be anything you wanted if you were still here I remember the last day when I kissed your face I whispered in your ear
Come on baby with me We're gonna fly away from here Out of this curtained room in this hospital We'll just disappear Come on baby with me We're gonna fly away from here You were my best four years
What if I'm standing in your closet trying to talk to you? What if I kept the hand me downs you won't grow into? And what if I really thought some miracle would see us through? But what if the miracle was even getting one moment with you
Come on baby with me We're gonna fly away from here Come on baby with me We're gonna fly away from here You were my best four years
I remember your bare feet down the hallway I love you to the moon and back
The lyrics are sad... but knowing the story behind them it makes me go emotion_eyebrowmad My little brother had cancer when he was 8 (I was 10 and he's healty now) and at the hospital (where I spent all my days at after school and on the weekends) I saw so many children in so much pain with so many different types of cancer. Babies, toddlers all the way up to teenagers dying or fighting for their lifes. What makes this story so uniqe among all the others? Just because he was 4? emotion_eyebrow I'm not saying that it isn't a tragedy because IT IS! But I can't stand hearing about one child having it worse than another who fought and lost or won...
And I know you don't mean it like that, but it's how it comes across for me and I just had to rant since I've been there and I've seen it! I'm sorry if I offended someone because I didn't intend to that sad