I was walking down an empty hall,
Wondering why you didn’t call.
What happened that fateful day,
When the angels carried you away?

 
What do you say when you hear the news?
About the path that some may choose.
Here and gone in a blink of an eye.
Leaving others to wonder why.

 

She said goodbye.
Without saying goodbye at all.
She learned to fly.
When I was walking in the hall.

 
I don’t think she knew,
She didn’t think it through.
What the power of blue,
Might just make her do.

  

Called your number got a recording of you,
Said leave a message and you’d call me too.
Left no message and hung up the phone.
Cause I knew you weren’t coming home.

In the corner of my wallet.
There is a little yellow note
7 numbers that I’ll never call again
Last thing to me that she wrote.

  

She said goodbye.
Without saying goodbye at all.
She learned to fly.
When I was walking in the hall.

  

I don’t think she knew,
She didn’t think it through.
What the power of blue,
Might just make her do.



Can you hear me when I call your name?
I’ll never be the same.
Colors went gray but the sky stayed blue,
Just like me when I think of you.

 

By Geoffrey James Owen Harrison  
& James Andrew Harrison