Song Length |
3:49 |
Genre |
Pop - Easy Listening |
Lyrics
Every time the son leaves
She woke up today
She ate all her breakfast
She said she would like a disease
After combing her hair
She meets all the people
Desperate to find a release
You can see all the cracks
And bends in her armor
Her heart has been tore up to bits
But the gleam in her eyes
Tells all kinds of stories
She?s taken one too many hits
But she won?t find him here
And she sheds all her tears and
Mothers they cry every time the son leaves
Yeah, yeah, yeah
She goes through the films
Remembers the details
Of all of her favorite scenes
Her happiness back for
A brief single moment
She misses the lines in between
She embraces the air
And feels a connection
A feeling she can?t understand
Overwhelms every part
Of her body
Then leaves her alone where she stands