Z.C.M.

The fear I feal
When I think about you
And your step toward life

But your legs are longer than mine
And I can't keep up
I've done the math
I know what'll happen

Give it a year and you'll leave me in the dark

Unable to follow you
Unable to hear you
Unable to see you
But worse of all
Unable to feal you

You, my light, my savior
Will be gone from my youth
You, my teacher
Will no longer be telling me the ways of the world
You, my guard
I'll have to watch my own back
And you, my brother
I'll always miss your love