You were my smaller sister.
You used to hold my hand.
You'd tell me when I was wrong.
As if it weren't part of the plan.
I keep looking at your pictures.
I hope to gain some understanding.
Life can take your breath away,
And seem so demanding
I never thought about it,
Whether or not I should call.
Now, all i want is to hear your voice.
Any hint of it at all.
I know I can't turn back time,
If I could, heres what Id do,
Id call you on the phone once more.
To tell you I love you.
If the sunset is pretty tonight,
I know youll be with me.
Watching it sink low, and slow.
NOW ITS YOU, THE MOON, AND ME.