God, are you mad at us?
Daddy says Mommy's not coming home
He says she's washed up with the sea
But I don't understand
She said she'd always be there for me
God, are you listening?
I want my mommy back
So we can play hide-and-seek
I have never seen my Daddy cry
But now his tears are washed up on his cheek
God, are you with her?
Tomorrow is my birthday
And then I will be seven
I already feel wise
'Cause I know Mommy's washed up, up, up...
Washed up into heaven. |