Its the day after she left
And the sun shines less bright
Its as though all the clouds
Have gathered over night
But still I laugh
At all the boobie traps shes left for me
Like the plunger in the shower tray
She stuck it there to flood the tile floor
And all things left in shoes
All the laces tied up in knots
Pen marks on the wall paper
And snakes from single socks
Theres sand across the hallway
Cut out bits of paper in the toaster
What a funny flavor to the milk
And I love her more than anyone
And I miss her more each time she has to go
And I love her more than anyone
And I miss her more each time she has to go
Shes only added orange juice, some paper and some salt
And Ive still got nine more days to straighten it all out
I must try harder
To make those faerie cakes using Ruperts recipes
And the plans that I made for us campin out
Its time they took shape
Cuz she wont be four in a week forever I know
And all these daft pass times
Shell no doubt soon out grow
And I love her more than anyone
And I miss her more each time she has to go
And I love her more than anyone
But I miss her more each time she has to go
I loooooove her