Für Myriam, Nadja, Nicholas

You see my name light up and let it ring.

Tell yourself  you'll call me back, but never do a thing.

I ain't saying this to hurt you. I say it because it's true.

I'm running out of mornings and I spent too many waiting on you.

I watched good men get buried while their children stood and cried,

saying everything they should have said while the man was still alive.

Don't post about me when I'm gone.

Don't tell the world you love me when you wouldn't answer Sunday calls.

Don't say I was your everything when I was just a missed call on your wall.

Love ain't the words beneath my pictures. Love is walking through my door.

Love is walking through my door.

There's still time to change the sun. Doors still open wide.

Don't bring flowers. Bring yourself. Just sit a while inside.

Bare coffee is fine. Your silence too. Just come before I'm gone.

I got things I never told you. And morning's running short.

I don't need your tears and grace. Don't need a single prayer.

I need 20 minutes and I need them while I'm here.

Don't about me when I'm gone.

Don't tell the world you love me when you wouldn't answer Sunday call.

Don't say I was your everything when I was just a beneath

Love is walking through my door. 

The guilt's going to come 

Not at the funeral, on a Tuesday when you reach for the phone to call me about nothing.

And then remember

 I'm telling you now

so maybe it doesn't have to

Don't tell the world you love me when you wouldn't let the Sunday go. 

Don't say I was your everything when I was  just a mid

Love is walking through my door.