Perhaps it’s the color of the sun cut flat
And covering
The crossroads I’m standing at
Or maybe it’s the weather,
Or something like that,
But mama, you been on my mind
I don’t mean trouble, please don’t put me down or get upset,
I am not pleading
Or sayin’, “I can’t forget”
I do not pace the floor
Bowed down and bent,
But yet
Mama, you're just on my mind
Even though my eyes are hazy
And my thoughts, they might have been narrow
Where you been don’t bother me
Or bring me down in sorrow
I don’t even mind who you'll be
Waking with tomorrow
But mama, you’re still on my mind
I am not asking you to say words like “yes” and “no”
Please understand me,
I have no place I'm calling you to go
I’m just whispering to myself
So I can't pretend that I don’t know
That mama, you are on my mind
When you wake up in the morning,
Baby, look inside your mirror
You wouldn't want me next to you,
And you know I won’t be near
I’d just be curious to know
If you can see yourself as clear
As someone,
Who has had you,
On his mind.
Thursday, September 30, 2010
Posted by perpetual wonderer at 2:25 PM
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