Lyrics: Liesl-Mae Yew Shu Wen
Music: Liesl-Mae Yew Shu Wen/Brandon Shen
the way that he coughs and brushes his teeth
the sounds that I can still hear in my sleep
asking if I want lunch when I pick up the phone
I miss when everybody was home
When his room was a hallway away
And I could hear him playing his games
Yet through those closed doors I wasn’t alone
I miss when everybody was home
the smell of her food in the air
when she asked me to pick out her growing white hairs
her ailments for the body, her advice for the soul
I miss when everybody was home
The morning barks at my door
Oh The pitter and patter of paws on the floor
It’s moments like these I’ll think of when I’m gone
I miss when everybody was home
And I know one day when we’re all gone for good
I’ll miss when everybody was home