From the hills of Laos to a land unknown,
They packed their dreams and called it home.
Daddy worked late, hands rough and worn,
Momma stayed back where love was born.
Nine little voices filled the air,
Pickle farm fields, dirt in our hair.
Momma’s hands in the garden deep,
While Daddy cleaned floors to help us sleep.
(Chorus)
They were taken too soon, I wasn’t ready to say goodbye.
Thought they’d see gray in their hair, years in their eyes.
Now the world feels colder, the nights feel long,
But I hear them in the wind, telling me to be strong.
(Verse 2)
New lives grew, we went our way,
Married with kids, thought they would stay.
Always believed they’d see us through,
But life moves fast and hearts break too.
Momma left first, the sky turned gray,
Then two years later, Dad slipped away.
No more calls, no garden bloom,
Just memories left to fill the room.
(Chorus)
They were taken too soon, I wasn’t ready to say goodbye.
Thought they’d see gray in their hair, years in their eyes.
Now the world feels colder, the nights feel long,
But I hear them in the wind, telling me to be strong.
(Bridge)
Through every struggle, every fight,
They gave us love, they gave us life.
Though they’re gone, they still remain,
In every tear, in every name.
(Final Chorus)
They were taken too soon, but their love still stays,
In the roots of the earth, in the sunlight’s rays.
Though my heart is heavy, I’ll carry them on,
In the stories we tell, in the love that grows strong.
(Outro)
Momma, Daddy, I miss you still,
But in my heart, you’re with me still.