empty chair

It’s your birthday, I’m making your favorite meal
Since you’ve been gone each day’s a new ordeal
Cooking up your favorite steak, another candle on your cake
I know how much you loved this meal
Since you left each day’s a new ordeal.
I had to get the veggies from the store, you don’t have your garden anymore
I place the dish and silverware, looking at your empty chair
I’ll blow your candles and make a wish
But at the table I only set one dish.
I approach the table, dinner in my clutch
Now I only cook up half as much.
You would have been eighty three, you’re young forever in my memory
We built a life, had kids and then
Wherever you were, there was eden
I hoped I’d be the first to go, but the universe told me no.
In the dark I chew the meat, for the last year I’ve been incomplete
We were so young and we got old, now your side of the bed is cold
I’d go with you anywhere, but I sing happy birthday to empty air
The kids are grown they have their lives, they’re living with their kids and wives
I miss your eyes, I miss your hair. Wish I could fill your empty chair.

Sad, Sentimental, Nostalgic, Romantic, Male Vocals, Moderate (76-108 BPM)