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Mom IS Missing


Where's the one I thought I knew,
She held me tight when I was brand new,
Through thick and thin
Not now but then
She sewed me tight with a brand new pin
And wrote my name with a nice ink pen
What did she build
Nothing has been billed,
Where's the one I thought I knew,
She held me tight when I was brand new,
I've been counting the days
But maybe I'm in a daze,
She's tied me in a knot
Now here she is not,
A car or a plane
My heart is now plain,
The face I wore
Underneath a horrible war
Your still regret the things you left
But you never take the right but instead a left
You need to change
You left me there like some lent and old change,
Where is the one I thought I knew
She held me close when I was brand new

 

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