There will be a day
There will be a day where the little kids play
Where the swings are full
Kids covered in sand
There will be a day where you get the call
You may or may not have argued the other day
The argument cannot go on
There will be a day you can't hold hands with the one you once loved
You can't call them after work and tell them about your day
Because truth be told...They're gone
You won't be able to play
You won't be able to argue
You won't be able to call and tell about your day
Because they're gone
You may scream
You may cry
They won't hear
They can't cry
In the casket the lay
They lay ever so still
They don't know they're gone
But you know
You know your late night calls
You know the days you eat dinner together
The days you play
No more...
Feb 15
Feb 15, 2026 at 9:51 PM UTC
There will be a day
There will be a day where the little kids play
Where the swings are full
Kids covered in sand
There will be a day where you get the call
You may or may not have argued the other day
The argument cannot go on
There will be a day you can't hold hands with the one you once loved
You can't call them after work and tell them about your day
Because truth be told...They're gone
You won't be able to play
You won't be able to argue
You won't be able to call and tell about your day
Because they're gone
You may scream
You may cry
They won't hear
They can't cry
In the casket the lay
They lay ever so still
They don't know they're gone
But you know
You know your late night calls
You know the days you eat dinner together
The days you play
No more...
This is about the day your loved ones are gone.
