Under the ground
She waits for you
A blanket made of leaves
Insects called to feed
He left her there
Nothing much to find
Fingernails and hair
She said go on
I know you can be strong
You can
She wrote her last goodbyes
She knew it was the end
In a quiet house
Hope fades to gray
A young girls hopes and dreams
Now boxes put away
Yet still he calls
For a will he couldn’t break
With plastic wrap and silver tape
She said go on
I know you can be strong
You can
She wrote her last goodbyes
She knew it was the end
Waiting for the call
Keep my casket closed
Please dad
She wrote her last goodbyes
She knew it was the end
Frightened of the phone
She’s never coming home
