Lyrical Logic

The spot on the wall 
Where the pictures would have been 
Have never felt as empty 
As they do today. 
Grandma loves me fiercely 
I have an army of cousins 
But there is a dark and broken hole 
Where a mother should be standing.

It doesn’t add up in my heart 
The love I saw and my reality 
I’ve got the roots of the Redwood 
I’m as strong as the soil in the corn field 
But I’m still just a speck of sand. 
The world sees the strength and the joy 
But I’m still just a daughter searching 
Searching for the one who should be 
Where that broken hole is.

Every word I’ve ever written 
Every victory I’ve ever had 
I’d trade in a moment 
Just to hear you call me ‘baby’ again. 
I’d make myself small 
As small as a piece of sand 
If I could only see you 
Standing next to me again.

It doesn’t add up in my heart 
The love I saw and my reality 
I’ve got the roots of the Redwood 
I’m as strong as the soil in the corn field 
But I’m still just a speck of sand. 
The world sees the strength and the joy 
But I’m still just a daughter searching 
Searching for the one who should be 
Where that broken hole is.