The Man Who Left Too Soon

In a state of findin′ comfort in familar places
That I know the sadness is only temporary
It comes and it goes
Like the weather in the summer

When the wind decides to move, I look up to the sky and think
“At least we look at the same moon”
“At least we look at the same moon”
The one of many ways that I can think of you

The irony of lookin’ up to somethin′
Or even just somebody
Can’t put the face onto the name
That I don’t even know
The half of what you had
I had a dad that didn′t know

But we both looked at the sky and thought
“At least we look at the same moon”
“At least we look at the same moon”
I wish I met the man who had left too soon