If I could only hear my mother sing again
if I could close my eyes and hear your voice as then
all the friends and family would sing along with me
and set your spirit free
In my heart I hear you sing again
every note as natural as then
when I sing those songs with family and friends
in my heart i hear you sing again
I know the troubled times that turned your hair to grey
and all the tears and sorrows followed to your grave
but deep within the heart of hunger
there were always melodies passed from you to me
"In my heart I hear you sing again
every note as natural as then
when I sing those songs with family and friends
in my heart i hear you sing again"
I still remember what you said to me and the song you sang for me
but you . . . .
finally
left me alone . . .
