I never even knew you existed until you were gone
I had no clue who you even were-And mom only ever met you once or twice-
It don’t matter anyway, ‘cause both times she met you you were sick-
Sick enough that you didn’t even know that my mom was your great niece-
I didn’t know you even existed until it was too late-
You were already gone by then,
Why-Oh, why did you have to leave?
Why’d you have to go away?-How could God do this to me-
Every day I regret not knowing you, every day I wish that, just once,
I could’ve told you those three words everyone wants to hear from their loved ones-From their family.
I wish I had been able to say “I love you.” just once-God didn’t give me that, though,
Why, then, did He have to take you from me?
Why did you have to go?-Why did God take you from me?