Why? By Jackie Lasso
Why is a question I ask myself Why do birds fly? Why can't I touch the sky? Why do I cry?
Why do I feel so good around you? Why do I have these feelings for you? Why were you a hero in my eyes? You always tried to give me a suprise
Why did we fall so far apart? You left me not knowing where to start Why did you go when I needed you most?
Why should I cry? When am I the bad guy? Why did you say goodbye?
I'm starting to know why