I wish I could tell you about all the tears that I shed

When I lay down, everyday, in your bed

When I descend onto the first floor

And stop to look into that cold, dark room from the door

Then I switch on the light, see your desk, see your books, see your chair

But one thing is missing because you are not there

Day to day, it's always the same scene

Your stuffed animals sit there, I nestle my head in between

I wish I could call you and tell you I'm sad that you left

But I know, in your eyes, it really was for the best

But it's not the same at dinner every night

When mom and dad or the little ones start to fight

You're not there to roll your eyes and laugh

And make it all seem so much better so fast

Now I look across the table where you should be

But the chair you use to sit in is empty

I wish I could let you know how much I miss having you around

How, these days, I feel as though my heart is being ripped out

When I'm going to sleep, I have to lock doors and turn out the light

Because you won't be coming home later on tonight

And nine o'clock, on Nick at Nite, we would watch the Cosby Show

Lately I've had to watch it, in my room, alone

I really wish I could tell you that I'm sad

But if I did, you might start to feel bad

So I'll just leave this off at "I miss you"

And hope to God your heart's not breaking too