

(humm) Your door is closed,
the hall is quiet now
They packed your books,
I don't know where or how
I sit and watch
the shadows on the floor
And wait for you
to walk back through the door
Downstairs they're yelling, slamming
every plate
I hide beneath the sheets,
it's getting late
I can't handle the shouting on my own
I never used to feel so much alone
When are you coming home?
They took your bed and made your bedroom gone
But I still feel the pain of where
you used to stay
Why did you have to go
so far away?
(where did you go?)
They paint the walls
a different shade of white
And act like everything is completely fine and right
But I still hear your laughter in the hall
While they pretend there's nothing there at all
I miss my best friend
I miss my sister (hummmm)