Wildwood Lyrics

Lauren, I wrote you a letter

One you'll never read

I was walking on the boardwalk

In the Jersey summer heat

Rollercoasters and tourists

On the midway in tie-dyes

Days we weren't big enough to go on all the rides

There's a place where dreams come true

Arnold paid another visit just for you

Hasta la vista, baby's running out of time

I was on my way to Wildwood

While you were fighting for your life

Remember the day that we lost you, December '91

At 10, it's hard to understand how someone dies so young

Your life was an open casket for an angel dressed in white

First time I saw dad crying then the mourning came at night

There's a place where dreams come true

Maybe heaven had a better plan for you

I'm sorry I couldn't be there with you by your side

I was on my way to Brooklyn the day that Lauren died

Pictures and memories are all we leave behind

I was on my way to wildwood

Wishing that I could say goodbye