When Kim died, I lost a friend
I lost a wife
But you, you lost a child
You lost a daughter, you lost a kid
You keep her room same as it was
The flowered curtains, the flowered bedspread
And on the shelves yearbooks from school
Signed by her teachers, signed by her best friends
Hidden under her bed in a shoe box
Love letters from a childhood sweetheart
When Kim died, I lost a friend
I lost a sweetheart
But you, you lost a child
You lost a daughter, you lost a kid
And while I mourn and I thank God
For my children, for my new life
You keep her room same as it was
The Flowers For Algernon, The Outsiders
Hidden in a pocket of her jean jacket
Love letters from a childhood sweetheart
Hidden in a pocket of her blue jeans
Love letters from a childhood sweetheart
When Kim died, I moved away
I fell in love again
But you, you clean the kitchen
You fold the laundry, you lost a kid
And while we live and lose track of the days
Everything that mattered begins to fade away
But in my heart I swear to God
A tree is growing, it's branches reaching for you
Now, trying to connect
Love letters from a childhood sweetheart
Love letters from a childhood sweetheart