Here comes another day
You do the best you can
To keep it moving forward
And to lend a helping hand
Cause that's the ticket in
And when the practice game is over
Then the real game begins
He called her Buttercup
She giggled at the name
He hugged her one more time
And then he turned to board the plane
He disappeared into the sky
And you know what I mean
With the power of a wave
As it crashes on the shore
I feel your pain, cutting me
Turning me around
Inside an empty hole
To dark to hold emotion
A little girl will live alone
And cling to her devotion
For the man who went away.