Back in the day, like my grandma used to say She was a single mom, raising my mom With the money she made Working in a beauty salon Her husband was gone
You don't know me, but I know you. In times of trouble, your words have helped pull me through. Sun is in your vision, possibilities emerge from the
She was feeling Yuletide burn Cause her family was wearing on her nerves She was tired of fighting and feeling frustrated Finding it hard to relate
Well, I'm not so good at fixin' the belts on the VCR Not so good at changing the tyres on your mother's car Not so good at hangin' the lights on the
I picture you long and beautiful, Stretching out into the universe, unrehearsed, Guided by instincts the night light is on, I picture you long and
I never meant to hurt your feelings I never meant to make you blue funny how one can start with good intentions and wind up doing exactly what they meant
She's close to God, I'm sure of that She sits him down, and they have a chat She asks for sunshine, and he agrees You see, for her, He'd do anything
