Story Behind the Song The cowriter and I both know victims of abuse. This song is for them. It's about the slow process of healing.
Lyrics She hates the color yellow She wears a lot of black Left home the day she turned eighteen Tried not to look back But when her boyfriend holds her She turns on the lights He sees tears she isn’t crying Something’s just not right
And the walls came down on the day her daddy died When the boyfriend asked why, why she hadn’t cried
She took him down a quiet lane To the house where she grew up Showed him her old bedroom Painted bright like the sun And there she told her secret The one she’d kept inside Then her tears started coming That’s when he learned why
The walls came down on the day her daddy died After all those years of broken nursery rhymes
She hates the color yellow She’d love to just move on But she can’t snap her fingers And have all those memories gone It’s gonna take forgiveness And maybe in time She’ll find a happy ending To this broken nursery rhyme
Today she placed white daisies on her daddy’s grave Maybe one day she won’t have to say
Lyric Credits Donna Opfer and Anita Lin Music Credits Donna Opfer and Anita Lin Producer Credits Galen Breen, Gator Hole Studios Publisher Credits Dream Power Music & Kitchen Entertainment Performance Credits Jason Eustice, Vocals