They did their best To pull my arms Through the sleeves Of my black wool dress In this ungodly heat
They led me down the hall We passed your room on the way I found the place you'd taken your crayons to the wall And I could still hear me saying
I am your mother Why won't you listen to me? Be like your brother Come here and sit by me
I am bombarded by smiles Launched by faces I don't know And they hover for a while And I'm grateful when they go
They'll drift back to their lives They'll change out of these clothes Husbands will cling to their wives In the night And they'll hold their children Too close
And pray that They're not the mother To be the last one to leave Let it be any other, anyone but me ?Cause I am that mother Why won't you listen to me? Be like your brother Come here and comfort me ?Cause am your mother And it should have been me It should have been me It should have been meTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
