Mom...
It's not the same here
This house is not a home
It's just us three strangers
When you're gone
I want to give thanks
But I feel like such a mess
That stupid holiday
Reminded me of what had left
The food's still not done
So much is missing
There's no replacement
No not this thanks giving
How did it get to this
You're now two hours away
Mother on days such as this
You would always say
Give thanks for what you have
Don't be swallowed up by greed
But what if it's you mom
That I don't have but what I need
This house is not a home
It's just us three strangers
When you're gone
I want to give thanks
But I feel like such a mess
That stupid holiday
Reminded me of what had left
The food's still not done
So much is missing
There's no replacement
No not this thanks giving
How did it get to this
You're now two hours away
Mother on days such as this
You would always say
Give thanks for what you have
Don't be swallowed up by greed
But what if it's you mom
That I don't have but what I need