Lyrics

She was diagnosed on a friday The kids were almost home The kids were on their way back home from school Lying face down in the gutter Of unaccomplished dreams And broken memories of things to come "Sorry ma'am, I really am I have to break the news I have to make the phone call To tell you that you're due you know where And I'll tell you when And I suggest that you start living the next three weeks The best that you can," Every night for three long weeks She'd roam the hallways half asleep And as the footsteps fade away In my mind I can swear I can swear I heard her say: "Don't wait for me I got a lot to do I got a lot to be And in the end maybe I'll see you there" Lost her strength on a saturday Spent the day in bed "Yeah, I'm fine it's just the flu," she said With a smile But when they turned their backs The tears would flow She knew she only had a while To live To breathe To be To see To bleed To stand on her own two weakened feet And so I prayed Every day "Don't take my mother away" Every night for three long weeks She'd roam the hallways half asleep And as the footsteps fade away In my mind I can swear I can swear I heard her say: "Don't wait for me I got a lot to do I got a lot to be And in the end maybe I'll see you there" Every night for three long weeks She'd roam the hallways half asleep And as the footsteps fade away In my mind I can swear I can swear I heard her say: "Don't wait for me I got a lot to do I got a lot to be And in the end maybe I'll see you there" Don't wait for me I got a lot to do I got a lot to be And in the end maybe I'll see you there