The Day She Died by BooBooMonkey


I called you on your birthday
and I could hear it in your voice
The same since that Thursday
When her heart stopped making noise

You're feeling all alone now
You're walking through the night
And it seems your heart has stopped since
the day your mother died

I could hear polite resentment
In each and every word
That you'd only find contentment
If my voice were hers

And nothing can change what's happened
But she'd hate to see you tonight
Because your heart's as hard as stone
Ever since the day she died

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