She’s taking up most of the mattress
Can’t imagine being so un-self conscious
She’s pushing her back up against my legs
I wake up because she is dreaming
Or because it is six in the morning and
She’s standing up breathing into my face
Sweet Abby girl
I should’ve wrote this while you were still here
Sweet Abby girl
Even though I only had you a year and a half
You made me laugh
Now it’s making me cry
Thanks for coming in my world
Sweet Abby girl
There’s sleep in the pink of her eyelids
Absentminded, I reach to tend to it
Historically, that kind of thing put me off
With her it just felt like a privilege
And if ever I did have my moments
She paid no mind to the time we lost
Sweet Abby girl
I should’ve wrote this while you were still here
Sweet Abby girl
Even though I only had you a year and a half
You made me laugh
Now it’s making me cry
Thanks for coming in my world
Sweet Abby girl