Mom
Want to release my conscience
But it's got a hold on me
We're making nothing something
And it's been a year since we
Talked at all
Do we have to waste another day
It's so easy to dial your phone but
Who knows what to say
How's the house coming along
And I wish you didn't live so far
I always wonder how you're doing
If you're grey
Every single day
I hope you're okay
I hope you're okay
But it's got a hold on me
We're making nothing something
And it's been a year since we
Talked at all
Do we have to waste another day
It's so easy to dial your phone but
Who knows what to say
How's the house coming along
And I wish you didn't live so far
I always wonder how you're doing
If you're grey
Every single day
I hope you're okay
I hope you're okay
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Writer(s): Timothy Ferguson
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