Working on her coffee
Daughter comes up to me
Asks me what I like about this place
I've got seven orders to make
But Instead I take a break to contemplate
While I pour the milk
She waits patiently
The adult talks loudly
At sixteen, stopped eating
To fit your plate
She looks about eight
Maybe It's not too late
To leave the phone off the hook
Before she's the bait
You seem like someone I knew
Am I the image reflecting off you?
You seem like someone I've seen
Well, we are not what we thought we'd be.
We're better.
I feel her wide eyes
Calling onto mine
Catching hers before she breaks
For not catching it
Soon her shade's not as red
And her tears are not as fed
It dropped on the floor
And I said: I'd love to make you more
You seem like someone I knew
Am I the image reflecting off you?
You seem like someone I've seen
Well, we are not what we thought we'd be
We're better
We're better
We're better
Much better
Nobody is mad at you for trying your best,
Everything you touch is not ruined, no, it's blessed, it's
Better.