Why

Written by：Rob Mathes/Allen Shamblin

You must have been in a place so dark

You couldn't see the light

Reachin' for you through the stormy cloud

Now here we are gathered

In our little hometown

This can't be the way you were meant to draw a crowd

Oh why that's what I keep asking

Was there anything

I could have said or done

Oh and I I had no clue you were masking

A troubled soul god only knows

What went wrong and why

You would leave the stage

In the middle of a song

In my mind I keep you frozen

As a seventeen year old

Rounding third to score the winning run

Always played with passion

No matter what the game

When you took the stage you'd shine just like the sun

Oh then why that's what I keep asking

Was there anything

I could have said or done

Oh and I I had no clue you were masking

A troubled soul god only knows

What went wrong and why

You would leave the stage

In the middle of a song

Your beautiful song

Now the oak trees are swaying

In the early autumn breeze

And a golden sun is shining on my face

Through tangled thoughts I hear

A mockingbird sing

And whole this old world really ain't that bad of a place

Oh but why there's no comprehending

And who am I to try to judge or explain

Oh but I I have one burning question

Who told you life wasn't worth the fight

They were wrong and they lied

Now you're gone and they cry

'Cause it's not like you to walk away

In the middle of a song

Beautiful song

Your absolutely beautiful song