Faith Hill Why
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
Now in my mind I keep you frozen
As a seventeen-year-old
Rounding third to score the winning run
You 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
Your beautiful song
Your absolutely beautiful song
