Shannon by Henry Gross
Another day is at end
Mama says she's tired again
No one can even begin to tell her
I hardly know what to say
But maybe it's better that way
If Papa were here I'm sure he'd tell her
Shannon is gone, I hope she's drifting out to sea
She always loved to swim away
Maybe she'll find an island with a shaded tree
Just like the one in our backyard
Mama tries hard to pretend
Things will get better again
Somehow she's keeping it all inside her
But finally the tears fill our eyes
And I know that somewhere tonight
She knows how much we really miss her
Shannon is gone, I hope she's drifting out to sea
She always loved to swim away
Maybe she'll find an island with a shaded tree
Just like the one in our backyard
Just like the one in our backyard
I'm sorry
I'm sorry for everything I put you through
I'm sorry for the things that I said to you
I'm sorry for the way that I am to you
I'm sorry
I'm sorry 'cause I know that I let you down
I'm sorry 'cause I know I won't be around
I'm sorry for everything
I'm sorry
I'm sorry
I'm sorry
I'm sorry
