Mom, I miss the times when you were here telling me to have no fear To hold my head up high and strong add happy notes to my sad song I miss the way you look at me As if I were too blind to see The path I’m on might hurt and scathe But all goes well if you just have faith I miss the sound of your sweet voice Through bitter times a saving noise That told me what was right and wrong But rang in my ears for far too long A caring person, you were such That helped and hurt me, oh so much You’d guide and mislead me through the day You left me lonely when I’d rather you stay Over things like that you had no control A rock set in motion will continue to roll No matter how hard you tug and heave You were always pushed and forced to leave Then one day you never returned My tears so hot they almost burned Aware now about what I lack But crying and mourning wont bring you back For me to let out what I need to say I can’t do much more than pray No longer am I weak, my hearts quite strong From adding a happy chorus to a sad, sad song
Posted on: Wed, 17 Jul 2013 04:58:30 +0000
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