| Re: Lyrical Moments... MAMA SAID
Mama, she has taught me well.
Told me when I was young.
"Son, your life's an open book.
Don't close it 'fore it's done."
The brightest flame burns quickest.
That's what I heard her say.
A son's heart's owed to mother,
But I must find my way.
"Rebel" my new last name,
Wild blood in my veins.
Apron strings around my neck,
The mark that still remains.
I left home at an early age
Of what I heard was wrong.
I never asked forgiveness
But what I said is done.
Mama, now I'm coming home,
I'm not all you wished of me.
A mother's love for her son
Unspoken, help me be.
I took your love for granted,
And all the the things you said to me.
I need your arms to welcome me,
But a cold stone's all I see... |