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