Claire's Song

Teenage dreamer, part-time schemer

Hid your pain so well

Built a box, an airtight box

So no one could ever tell

Wrote your story, in all its glory

A shelter from the pain

Could have told us, should have told us

Your story could have changed

The dark dark demons—had come to take you

To a place no one should ever be

Alone and frightened, you tried to fight ‘em

A future you just couldn’t see

Your story could have changed

Teenage dreamer, anxious dreamer

Your life was like a frantic race

Looking back, we missed the cracks

The chance to put it all back into place

We’ll never see you, never touch you

Never hear your voice again

Now you’re gone and we’re alone

Not knowing what to do

Your story could have changed

An empty room, a quiet house

Left us hear alone

Had a plan, now you’re gone

Teenage dreamer is no more

Teenage dreamer, we still see you

But we never had a clue

That you’d be gone and we’d be here

Slowly dying without you

Yes you should have told us

You could have told us

Your story could have changed