You and me together living in the house
We’d watch a movie, just the two of us
You’d help me out at church as a ‘voluntold’
Showing kindness to our neighbors as they got old

 
When you were deep in thought, you’d say, “I’m good”
You never said much but I understood
You had a piece of paper above your bed
“I wanna be rich forever” is what it said

“Hey, call me back when you get this message.
My card ain’t working, can you send 8 dollars
Ma, call me back when you get this message. ”
I want to, but I quietly close the door.

 
At my side for all my precious moments
Smart new suit and tie and your freeform dreadlocks
Walking side by side, when you turned to me,
And took me by surprise by kissing me on the cheek

 
“Hey, call me back when you get this message.
My card ain’t working, can you send 8 dollars
Ma, call me back when you get this message.”
I want to, but I quietly close the door.

 
I write things in a book, it’s full of everything
Like bills and notes and plans, almost anything
I turned the page then I remembered
That a while ago I’d written you a letter
Donita – spoken words from her blue book

 
I visit you on Sundays, and take a chair
Tell you ‘bout my week and say a prayer
I hope to hear you answer, you never do
So I walk away telling you I love you

 
Your home is now with God up there in heaven
The pain I feel has now begun to lessen
You didn’t know that He could grant your wish
Now you’re there with Him you’re always rich

You’ve not been gone for long but I’m OK
Cos I know if I press play I will hear you say

 
“Hey, call me back when you get this message.
My card aint working, can you send 8 dollars
Ma, call me back when you get this message. ”
I want to, but I quietly close the door
I want to, but I quietly close the door
I want to, but I quietly close the door.