Too few letters that were sent
too few photographs for me to see
Just to know you held the pen
Selfish pleasures in my make believe

The nights are way too long, and I'm not strong like you
I cant breathe without you, son

My beautiful boy
My beautiful boy
My beautiful, beautiful, boy

This house still holds your smell
and your voice still echos through these walls
I wasnt with you when you fell
I was with you through so many falls

The nights are way too long, and I'm not strong like you
I cant breathe without you, son

My beautiful boy
My beautiful boy
My beautiful, beautiful, boy