by Bill Harley
- fear of being forgotten
IF IT DOESN’T HAVE ME
Just about now they’re all getting up
My sister, my brother, my mom and my pop
Dad’s in a hurry and Tommy moves slow
They’re all getting dressed, getting ready to go
But down in the kitchen, who sits in my chair?
Who lets out the dog when I’m not there?
Who rides my bike, who wears my clothes?
Who tells my sister to go blow her nose?
Is an airplane an airplane if it doesn’t have wings?
Is a song really there if nobody sings it?
If it doesn’t have branches can you call it a tree?
Is it really my family if it doesn’t have me?
In my class at school I see it all
They’re hanging their coats up out in the hall
Mrs. Tomasso assigns us our work
And Dennis Gillespie still acts like a jerk
But who helps Miss Randall with the library books?
And who gets all Mr. Sinclair’s dirty looks?
Who sticks the pencils down in the air vents?
And who loans Rob Bartleson twenty-five cents?
Chorus: Is it really my school if it doesn’t have me?
I get so tired just sitting in bed
Watching these thoughts run around in my head
Sometimes I can’t help but get a little bit scared
Thinking nobody notices that I’m not there
So just don’t forget me, and the things that I do
'Cause while I’m sitting here I sure don’t forget you
And when somebody visits, I need to know
I’ll ask them again, please tell me it’s so
Chorus: That an airplane’s no airplane if it doesn’t have wings
There isn’t a song if nobody sings it
If it doesn’t have branches, don’t call it a tree
And the world’s not the same if it doesn’t have me
Written by Bill Harley, ©1989, Round River Music (BMI)