She's a zombie

Walking around

During the day.

With no

Real place to go.

Her brain and body

Are moving slow.

She feels like

She's somewhere else,

Listenin' to the song

Playing in her head.

Being a living zombie,

Isn't what she wanted

To do with her life.

But ever since

He died, she felt

Like she's not alive.

A part of her is buried

In the ground where he is.

She knows he's watching,

Wishing that he were

Alive and well

To keep her out of

Her own hell.

She's a living zombie...

He tries to help her out.

Every night he prays

That the Lord will help her.

The Lord knows

And watches helplessly.

She'd end it but,

She's meant for him.

She feels like

She's somewhere else,

Listenin' to the song

Playing in her head.

Being a living zombie,

Isn't what she wanted

To do with her life.

But ever since

He died, she felt

Like she's not alive.

A part of her is buried

In the ground where he is.

She knows he's watching,

Wishing that he were

Alive and well

To keep her out of

Her own hell.

She's a living zombie...

Walking around the house,

She's alive and healthy

But inside a part of her is dead;

That part is up in Heaven

Where he is...

Can anyone help her out?

Can anyone see her fall?

Is that part of her

To remain dead after all?

Being a living zombie,

Isn't what she wanted

To do with her life.

But ever since

He died, she felt

Like she's not alive.

A part of her is buried

In the ground where he is.

She knows he's watching,

Wishing that he were

Alive and well

To keep her out of

Her own hell.

She's a living zombie...

Hopefully she won't always be

A Living Zombie.