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

Ever since the day she was born
She was broken and beaten down...

I walk the world God gave us
It's filled with sadness and debree...

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

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

Dear God,
It's me again...

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

Her old bones cracked and her pace slow
But her smile was blinding bright...

There's this hole deep inside
That gets bigger everyday...

I look around and all I see
Everything is changing right in front of me...

Give me back tomorrow
Because I need today...

At thirteen she ran away
trying so hard to find an end...