sometimes i forget that you’re not there
waiting for me by the door
it is clear God did not hear my evening prayer

i’m lucky i can feel your soul in the morning air
dad can’t remember the way you spoke
sometimes i forget that you’re not there

the warning signs urged me to prepare
my denial told me to postpone
it is clear God did not hear my evening prayer

it was supposed to be just a scare
and then you were supposed to get better
sometimes i forget that you’re not there

it’s hard knowing you won’t be in your chair
reading the newspaper for hours
it is clear God did not hear my evening prayer

no matter how hard i stare
the tears escape
sometimes i forget you’re not there
it is clear God did not hear my evening prayer