Confessions of the broken heart

I wait for the postman to bring me a letter

I wait for the good Lord to make me feel better

And I carry the weight of the world on my shoulders

A family in crisis that only grows older

Why'd you have to go, I am broken but I am hoping

I am crying, a part of me is dying and These are, these are The confessions of a broken heart

And I wear all your old clothes, your polo sweater

I dream of another you The one who would never

Leave me alone to pick up the pieces

A daddy to hold me, that's what I needed So why'd you have to go .I don't know you, but I still want to Daughter to father, Tell me the truth, did you ever love me .Cause these are, these are The confessions of a broken heart