Hello for Jamal's Sake

Hello, I know it's late but I couldn't sleep again.

Thought I'd try, maybe you'd pick up the phone. It's been weeks, I replay every

word we said. But silence is colder when you're really alone. I've been staring

at our picture in the hall. You and me and little Jamal, just three feet

tall. He asked me yesterday, "Is mommy coming home?"

And I had to lie, baby, that hurt my soul.

I know I made mistakes, I can't deny. But love like ours deserves another

try. Hello, do you still dream of me at night?