Sometimes She's Okay
She lost her father that day
She tripped over her laces
As she knelt to pray
She just couldn’t bring him back
I picked her up that same day
I took up my pen
I began to write as I realized
it was the same song
Held with in a familiar story
She sat up right today
Worried that I wouldn’t stay
A happy-less joy, she smiled
She held on like a curious child
I seem to keep bringing you back
To nowhere particular you seem to roam
I see you once more left home
I’m sorry you had to do it alone
I left my worries behind
Stepped out of my insecurities
And made you mine
She lost her father that day
But she found me
And this city of ruins
In which we lay
As a child I washed my hands in dirt
She told me it wouldn’t hurt
As she took a pail of water
She cleansed my eyes
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