Last Thing

What's the last thing that he'll say What's the last thing that he'll smile for And he's been sleeping now for days I hear them coming through the front door So what's the last thing that he'll say I wish that I could tell you I'll be okay If somehow I could tell you It'll be okay And all these little thoughts are racing Around my head I wish that I could tell you I miss you bad Is it one or two or three Feels like I'm sitting on a timebomb And as far as I can tell He doesn't want the TV on So I'll just let his echo play Maybe Wilco Maybe Lisa Loeb Wonder if it's just a phase But I really want to let you know I wish that I could tell you I'll be okay If somehow I could tell you It'll be okay And all these little thoughts are racing Around my head I wish that I could tell you I miss you bad And I don't know his favorite song I never asked, am I a bad son? I don't know his favorite movie Something moving And I don't know his favorite song I never asked, am I a bad son? I don't know his favorite movie Something moving So I called the EMT's And as they traveled up the hallway All that I could say is I will love you, always Cause I will love you, always And I will love you, so Cause I will love you, always And I will love you, so Cause I will love you, always