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Sandy Hook
Chorus:
Why did it have to be then?
Why did it have to be there?
Why did it have to be you? Standing there
Why did he have to take your life away?
Oh baby, my world’s been caving in, caving in.
Daddy can’t even say there’ll be a better day.
Mama can’t stop crying, crying.
She can’t even fake everything ‘l be ok.
We’ll never see your face again, face again.
Because that crazy man took your life away.
No one can say anything, anything.
The feeling puts these words to shame.
Why did it have to be then?
Why did it have to be there?
Why did it have to be you? Standing there
Why did he have to take your life away?
Oh Honey, I’ve been dreaming, dreaming.
Makin myself believe it didn’t happen.
Until I walked through the funeral doors, funeral doors.
Everything was pretend.
I busted out crying, crying.
Something that got everyone’s attention.
What happened to this little boy, little boy.
That was my brother and best friend.
Bridge:
Why did it have to be then?
Why did it have to be there?
Why did it have to be you? Standing there
Why did he have to take your life away?
Why did it have to be then?
Why did it have to be there?
Why did it have to be you? Standing there
Why did he have to take your life away?
Oh darling, nothing will ever be the same, be the same.
Those type of miracles never happen.
But instead of asking why, asking why?
I’ll say, someday I’ll be with you again.
Someday I’ll hold your little hand again, again.
Someday I’ll see your handsome childish face.
Cause this was all a part God’s plan, plan.
The man that loves you more than I do.
Someday I’ll be with you again.
Someday I’ll hold your little hand again, again.
Someday I’ll see your handsome childish face.
Someday I’ll see you again.
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