Looking back, it seemed you almost had so chance at all, tried so hard but always seemed to fall back on it all. Full of dreams and great ideas a genius standing tall But fear of failure or of living kept you from it all. Looking back, I can't see clearly my memories of you. but certain things still remind me of happy times with you; rock and roll and mona Lisa, the pictures that you drew. Now I am here, sad for all the years without you. Too late, now you're gone but your name will always linger.... too late, now you're gone but your name will always linger on.