Preaching

Mamma’s preaching
She’s preaching just for you
She says you must be somewhere
I, I can’t believe that it’s true

And daddy’s fishing
He hopes to catch you soon
Hey says you must be somewhere
Why, why can’t you be down there

And I just can’t believe
A thing they say is true
I’ve gotta make it up
I make it up with you

I still hear your footsteps
I can see your smile
And I still here your laughter
When you smashed that door that night

Mamma’s preaching
She hopes you’ll soon return
She says you must be somewhere
I, I can’t believe that it’s true

But I