Now youâre gone â i still wonder what went wrongThatâs what i did for 30 yearsItâs not you i miss â itâs the things that werenât youCould not get through to you- but who could?I donât cry for the man i missCry for things we never didI donât cry for excuses, no âCry for love, or â what is it?Used to search for my own mistakesIâm afraid the mistake was you…And we still wouldnât work it outIf we had the chance to do- stranger you!On your way, hope youâre feeling better now!A wish we had a thousand timesTalk to me – and then let me talk to youAbout your âwrongsâ â and help you throughMaybe you listen to these wordsMaybe now that youâre goneGood advice sometimes hurts so bad, butAfter that you may grow strongHow i wished to call you my âfriendâCalled you âfatherâ til the endWrite these lines â noone asked me toMaybe i still hold on you?- stranger you!- stranger me!- stranger you!