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Stranded. Alone.


Stranded. Alone.

 

But I’ll never forget the tone.

 

The sound of your voice as I dial your phone.

 

You’re gone but not forgotten,

 

Out of my life – memories meet the wind.

 

Stranded. Alone.

 

All I need – memories to blend.

 

Your smile, your laugh, your love.

 

My wrath.

 

Stranded. Alone.

 

An old picture of you, dad,

 

That’s all I need.

 

Just an image – the one the program had,

 

Keep the memory alive – branding-hot and iron clad.

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