Got the news the other day, a child's innocence taken away. (You were never scared, I'll always care) Grandson to son and a memory we'll never lose in time. Am I making you proud of me? 'Cause I know you can hear me. You were too young, too fast for you to go and now I don't understand why. I can't stand to watch a mother and father cry. I look up to you. Four years your younger brother caused me to always wonder why. (If it's the only way, I'll talk to you) Home is not home, I swear I'll still see you. I miss you. Am I making you proud of me? 'Cause I know you can hear this. You were too young, too fast for you to go and now I don't understand why. I can't stand to watch a mother and father cry. I look up to you.