Tampa, FLA
BabyJake
Ready?
I used to sit on a bench like this
In Tampa, FLA
Smoking cigarettes till the sun come up
Searching for something to say
Now I've got everything
That a man could want
A house in the suburbs
And a dog on the porch
But it ain't worth a lot
Without someone you love
And that someone is somewhere
And somewhere is up
In the sky
With the angels in heaven, and god as a witness
Beside
Looking down on society, grieving, and watching us
Cry
All the tears turn to smiles as we cherish the moments and
Laugh
Think of the past
Think of the days that we had
And the nights that we'll never get back
Never get back
Never get back