School days, lonely days.
That's how I spend my days.
Being alone in this four corners of my room,
I can only hear that loud whisper.
No toys to clean up.
No questions to be answer at.
No one is running and shouting around,
I can only hear that loud whisper.
Yes, it's peaceful, but my heart is not in peace.
I miss that small kisses I get from you.
Miss that sweetest "mommy" word from you.
But now, I can only hear that loud whisper.
I wish that three hours will went so fast,
So that I can now see that pretty face.
And so excited to hear your stories,
And see how good your coloring was.
And then, I cannot hear that loud whisper anymore.
