I tried to replace you with ice cream
But the pain was always there
Your memory stays with me, so I block it out with a scream
But the sound of your voice still haunts me, a sound I cannot bear

I tried to replace you with books
But the words had no affect on me
I remember your old fishing box; it sits on the floor still filled with hooks
But you are no longer here to take me fishing by that old willow tree

I tried to replace you with songs
But the lyrics only brought you back
Our love and happy memories were sadly not ones to prolong
But the past cannot be changed, a power that I lack

I tried to replace you with art
But my brush kept painting your face
I wipe my hand across the wet paint, the images break my heart
But the images stay in my head, filling an empty space

I tried to replace you with baking
But the smell brought back the holidays

i can't replace you