Everything he gave to us took all he had
The man I thought could never die is been dead almost a year
Blowing across my life
I never really knew him and now it seems so sad
Then the days turned into years
The greatest man I never knew, came home late every night
How was I to know he thought I hung the moon
He was good at business but there was business left to do
He was in his paper, I was in my room
He grew cold like an old winter wind
The greatest words I never heard I guess I'll never hear
And the memories to black and white
He never had too much to say, too much was on his mind
