Echo`s in my head br Of Words I never said br Lips that move but utter no sound br Unspoken memories racing around br br No more on you, has the sun ever shone br So much time lost, now that you`re gone br To listen for sound, that of your voice br An echo, no longer a choice br br A flower that was picked, way before bloom br From us all, you were removed too soon br The image of you, as you walked out the door br Now just seems more vivid, than ever before br br Feelings I have that I can never show br Words that now echo, you will never know br I never got the opportunity, to tell you goodbye br I never knew you were going to diebr br Vaughn Bekkerbr br