Letter to Abby

Hey do you wanna hang out? We can go for a drive

Maybe we can do a burnout in my old man’s ride

Head up and down mainstreet, we can blow a little smoke

Sing along to the angry songs that are giving us hope

If you only knew what I wouldn’t do

To tell you everything that’s changed

And laugh about what stays the same

So here I stand, letter in hand

I miss you my friend

So much I want to tell you, I don’t know where to start

So many problems in the world pulling at my heart

Wish we could take a walk, to the river’s edge

We could solve all the world’s problems and the worries in our heads

If you only knew what I wouldn’t do

To tell you why it ain’t my fault

I missed my chance to answer when you called

So here I stand, letter in hand

I miss you my friend

The things I could tell you, crazy stories from the people who miss you

And the way that we still smile about your untamed laugh

And how you didn’t have a doubt about who you where, and what you loved,

And now you’re gone to a place with the angels of, a world above

If you only knew what I wouldn’t do

To tell you all the things about my life

And let you know it all turned out alright

So here I stand, letter in hand, hoping you feel all the love I send

I guess that’s the end, till we meet again,

I miss you my friend

I miss you my friend