Hello, operator, I would like to place a call to Heaven
I want to ask Saint Peter a question, in fact, I am Begging
You see, he allowed my parents in, and I do not know what to do
I was so unprepared for this I still try to call home at a quarter past two
Who would have thought I would crave their guidance even as a grown man?
Even though they raised me up, I do not think I am ready to lead my own clan
I know in my heart I do not have a choice
please, Saint Peter, I want them to hear my voice
I want to tell them I love them
I want to say I need them
I want them to see their grandson, a real Phenom
I just want one more chance to say I love you to my mom
Saint Peter, I beg of you, you can have my all!
Just name your fee and accept my call!
My eyes burn from all these tears
Because my reality has become one of my greatest fears!
I will pray and do good deeds days 1-7
Just please take my call in heaven….
I lost my father in 2017, and my mother just last September. I was so close to them and wrote a lot for them, and this broke my ability for a while. This was one of the first things I could get out and it was a plea for one last conversation. We’ve all been there, and it gets easier with time as they say. But I’d give my all just to have one more conversation.