All I can do is sit here and cry br Because, in a grave my daughter does lie br Now she'll be forever sixteen br Oh how life can be so mean br br At sixteen, she took her last breath br A motorcycle ride, ending in her death br I hate myself, for letting her go br But she would have gone anyway, I know br br A teenager way too young to die br Destroying her father, asking God why br Why did You, how could You take her from me br Now I'm as miserable as any man can be br br I've always known life was unfair br And now my proof is standing there br A tombstone on it my daughter's name br Now nothing will ever be the samebr br Harry J.