So many times
She told us stories
So many times
She made us lucky
It's so hard to believe
That she is gone
Today her
Tomorrow who?
What can I do
Tell me why
I can't do anything
What it means today
Why it's called:
"That's just life"
You don't want to cry
And be sad
But when you see
Your mother broken down
You lose your trust
In what you believe
All that remains
Candle lights
And black sorrow