How It Would Be

<br>I wonder how it would be if my mother was still around<br><br>The types of talk<br><br>The relationships we could have had<br><br>The three of us<br><br>Me, you and dad<br><br>My mouth went dry<br><br>My stomach felt queasy too<br><br>So empty and scared<br><br>Its all because of you<br><br>A dead body that turned out not to be dead<br><br>No one understands<br><br>Wish I really knew what happened to my mom<br><br>Because my family they told me nothing but lies<br><br>They figured if they just told me the truth<br><br>Id break down and cry<br><br>Feel betrayed and hurt<br><br>Profoundly insecure<br><br>Want to knock ten times on heavens door<br><br>Still suffering from old emotional wounds<br><br>I was getting worse<br><br>Cant depend on them and their lies<br><br>Why did see leave? <br><br>How did she die? <br><br>And when it gets colder outside<br><br>Ill be back next year<br><br>With that feeling to make me cry<br><br>Wanna go visit her grave<br><br>Because its been a long, long time<br><br>Want to pick a peach rose<br><br>And rest it on its side<br><br>Say a prayer eventhough I dont believe<br><br>And say goodbye<br><br>Dont get me wrong<br><br>I have a mind to keep me strong<br><br>But theres this feeling of not knowing what went wrong<br><br>And how shes dead and gone<br><br>Dont think anyone thinks<br><br>Of you as much as I do