

(ooh-ooh) It’s funny what you said
Those last words you mumble in that hospital bed
I didn’t want to believe it
To give away, to let it clear
And to see your daughter dye
her hair red A few years go by
I thought you’d still
be here (I miss you)
I keep the things you left behind
The quiet jokes inside my
mind
But some days it hits me fast
How fast the present
becomes the past (ahhhh)
To give away, to let it clear
And to see your daughter dye
her hair red A few years go by
I thought you’d still
be here
Those last words you whispered...
(mumbling low)
I still hear them clear...