February - Lamont

92 I lost you, I got the call in February

He tried and tried to pull you out from the wreck but it was too late

You know I need to get alone, get out of here

For my mind to find the space

Where memories of you can take shape

I think it’s time to slip away

I bought you flowers too on that cold Valentines Day

We buried you next to your son in the year 2K

You looked so young

You know I need to get alone.

GET OUT OF HERE

For my mind to find the space

Where memories of you can take shape

I think it’s time to slip away

Remembering is honoring

Brother I want to laugh it up

When I picture us running in the sunlight

Mother I want to hear you sing and

Play the grand for me