Looking for something.
I’m not finding it.
Asking a question– I get no answers…
The tears have dried and the people have all gone back to their lives
And I am left with a cold and numbing reality…
I cross my arms and squeeze my shoulders
And I get no comfort.
In the silence, there is a rushing in my ears
A heat on my face
And my mouth goes dry
And I can tell you that all I want
I can tell God that all I want
Is my boy back.