Call Your Daughter Home (feat. Dar Williams)

Call your daughter home
Pick up the redhead from the side of the road, again
But she stays out in the cold
Cause it's warmer in the snow than in her bed
Turn off the ignition
Wait for her sense to kick in
She stays till her socks are wet

Burrowed in her room
She had the lock on, but you got it removed from her door
And she doesn't say a word
And you know that she is hurting
But at least you see her more
You try to do her favors
But she doesn't thank you later
And you won't say sorry first

And she says
You don't speak my language
And you never tried to learn it
And what I mean to say, is
How are you deserving
You don't speak my language
And though I'm far from perfect
What I mean to say is
Why do you deserve it

Call your daughter in
You found a therapist to patch it up again
Take a seat
But it don't last half an hour
You can't agree, and so you talk a little louder
To drown out her reality
She says that you're distorting how it went in all her stories
And you think she's overreacting

And she says
You don't speak my language
And you never tried to learn it
And what I mean to say is,
How are you deserving?
You don't speak my language
And though I'm far from perfect
What I mean to say is
How do you deserve it?

She packed up a briefcase
Left a sticky note on her dinner plate
And her footsteps lead the way
To where you found her on that snowy day
And you start to wonder
If your stubborn, angry daughter
Is not too far away from home
For you to find her

And you say
I don't speak your language
But I am tryna learn it
And what I mean to say, is
I am working
I don't speak your language
And though it won't be perfect
I will try to save this
Because you deserve it



Credits
Writer(s): Anya Movius
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