Picture Frame

I was there in the room
The day my baby died
And oh, how she cried

Wrapped up in her cloak of darkness
She saw a brighter light on the other side
She cried, "Oh Mama, I can't live this lie"
Then, she was gone with a smile

Well, I buried her in a picture frame
The dust grows thick now upon her name
But I love her still the same

I was there in the room
The day my baby was born
And oh, how he cried

He birthed himself out of the darkness
A newborn manchild fell into my world
Chest filled with pride to have him by my side
Though it killed my baby girl

My heart wears a veil of mourning
A painted smile on my face
A million memories of soft skin & angel songs
Even time cannot erase

I was there in the room
The day my baby said Goodbye
And oh how I cried

He traded in my pinks for a stranger's blues
My skin ain't home to him anymore
He cried, "Oh Mama, I can't live this lie"
My heart just walked right out the door

Well, I buried her in a picture frame
The dust grows thick now upon her name
But I love her still the same
And there ain't no one to blame
But I'll never be the same