Is it raining where you are?
The only thing I could think to ask
But nothing ever hurt so bad
As the "no" that you said back
Is it raining where you are?
The only thing I could think to ask
But nothing ever hurt so bad
As the "no" that you said back
"Nothing is that bad, not really"
A mother's love in four simple words
Forever keeping me, can now keep you too
And even after your departure
I swear I can hear you say:
"Be good, be safe"
And I still walk those paths at night
But now just on my own
I recite to myself every story
In hopes that I will never let them go