Apollo's Farewell
Flight of number 2
Is your pain gone now
Can you see the world again
Are you happy once more
Are you mad at me
I know I did my best
you were so young
so scared
you needed someone to love
I needed you and didn’t know it
now it’s too late
why you have to say goodbye
I can’t go on down here
not with out you
you were too young
too beautiful for this world
the angels selflessly wanted you for themselves
it’s not fair it’s not right
you belong to me
just one more night one more day
come back to me
I called you number two
I guess you were number one and I never knew it until it was too late
I am so sorry.
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