Seventh Of June

My friends, they know I won’t pick up if they call me

One day a year

And that one day is here

My tears just like a summer rain are falling

It’s just what they do

When I start missing you

Why’d you have to go

Why’d I have to stay

When's it gonna get easier to make it through the day?

I go out walking, I ain't much for talking

Just thinking and crying and praying and trying

To make sense of what don't make sense in this life

Like why you're up there and not here by my side

They say it’s gonna get easier

And I want to believe that’s true

It’s just harder on the seventh of June

Mmm, hmm

I’ve been singing songs ever since the day you left me

Crazy how my life has changed

Every night a different stage

And sometimes it feels like you and God are watching

Are you looking down on me?

I wonder if you’re proud of me

Oh, I go out walking, I ain't much for talking

Just thinking and crying and praying and trying

To make sense of what don't make sense in this life

Like why you're up there and not here by my side

They say it's gonna get easier

And I want to believe that's true

It's just harder on the seventh of June

Oh, I miss you

Yeah, I miss you

I go out walking, I ain't much for talking

Just thinking and crying and praying and trying

To make sense of what don't make sense in this life

Like why you're up there and not here by my side

They say it's gonna get easier

And I want to believe that's true

It's just harder

Oh, it's just harder on the seventh of June

Oh, oh, oh

My friends, they know I won’t pick up if they call me

On the seventh of June

It’s just me and you