How do I face the sunrise
Now you left my life...

Misery puddles in my eyes
Making it hard for me to see...

The face in the mirror
I don't recognize anymore...

I was your little sister with glasses
The one you'd call a lot of names...

I remember a time when each day was long
When the world was a playground and my life a song...

A boy laid a flower
ON the street where she died...

Today I stood in the rain
Yelling up at God...

There are pictures of your children every where
They all stand tall and proud...

Dear God,
It's me again...

Febuary 11th was the day he was born
For the first time I saw heaven...

A child was born in the usual way
With hopes she would be great...

I lay on the bed crying in my head
Begging and pleading for my life to end...