You've made alot of mistakes in your day,
Well, that's what they say. 
They tell me things you did,
Things you did when you were a kid. 
Is that why you're gone still?
Because of things you did when you were little?

They said I am full of surprises,
I got it from you, I did,
Well, that's what they say. 
They won't say exactly why, 
But one day every year, everyone cries. 
Is that because of you?
And is it because of me, too?

I look like you,
Well, that's what they say. 
They say I'll know you if I see, 
But I just don't see that happening.  
Is that why I have no brothers or sisters?
Because you couldn't stay here?

I wonder what all you gave to me,
Red hair, dimpled cheeks?
Well, that's what they say.  
But I know there's something else you gave.
Did you leave because of me?
Because of what I might be?

I might become like you, 
But i'll try my best not to.
Apparently, you said the same thing, 
Well, that's what they say. 
Is that why you ran away? 
You were scared I would turn astray?

You weren't here to tuck me in, 
Or to tell me bed stories as a kid. 
I'd pretend you were there to read for me,
And sit up all night waiting. 
Well, that's what they say.
What would it have been like if you were there?
Would you stay up and braid my hair?

I've only seen one picture,
You and those other teenagers. 
You used to be pretty, 
Well, that's what they say. 
I wonder what you'd be like today?
Would you even be able to stay?

Sometimes, I sit down and cry,
Pretending you'd wipe tears from my eyes.
You never cried,
Well, that's what they say. 
Why do they say all these mean things?
I wonder if you were really full of hate?