I wish that I could talk to you, be with you somehow
I know you're in a better place, even though I can't see your face
I know you're smiling down on me, saying everything's okay
And if I make it out this thug life I'll see you again someday
I know you'll be at the wedding so remember it's not your fault that our family has become so dysfunctional. Try to pull us back together somehow. I miss you.