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Lyrics: Little League. Through Our Ears... Through Our Hearts. Scott Mckeeman.


I know your not here...but we have to talk. Just listen. I saw the smile on your face. I saw the way you hid your pain. But...to end it this way? I'm so hurt that your gone, but you were wrong. To end it this way. To say there's no way, for you to go on. All that you gave me. Without you there would be no us. All that you gave me. Now I'm just left to be me. All that you gave me. I'll try not to let us down. I know you think no one cared. Its the last thing you said to me