Из альбома: Wishful Thinking
I go to see my little girl she's all I have left in the world
And I gave her a book to color on
Her mom and I just can't agree so I just see her once a week
And oh how I miss her while I'm gone
I kinda smiled as I first looked at the pictures in her book
The way she colored everything's so wrong
And then the chill came over me as I realized that she
Had colored things as she felt they belong
And she colored mommy blue with brown eyes crying
And she made our house as grey as the dawn
She made the sun as black as night as if to say it gave no light
But she didn't color daddy I was gone I was gone