And you really believed she did.
So when she left you on your own
To fend for yourself on the cruel and
empty streets
You claimed it was only temporary,
And one day
One day,
She would be back.
The days crept by,
Your mind grew worn,
And you swore one day it would all be
of old.
But mother never come
Though every day you waited.
Always at the stone,
Where she left you to yourself
Running your fingers down,
Tracing the name.
Believing that one day,
One day,
She would take you home.
Sorry chiyld,
But she's not coming.
