Come to Mama
I come to you because you are there
The
world is outside, but why should I care?
I use your words to fill my empty head
It’s
hard to feel alive when you are dead
“Come
to mama, cry your eyes out (Cry your eyes)
Let me give you a little ray of hope
But
if you touch me I’ll scratch your eyes out (Scratch your eyes)
Whatever
made you think that I meant what I didn’t say?”
The guilt I feel, the strength that drains away
The
shortness of the year, the length of the day
Let me give you a little ray of hope
But if you touch me I’ll scratch your eyes out (Scratch your eyes)
Whatever made you think that I meant what I didn’t say?”
Remember there’s a guy up in the sky
Whose purpose in life is to make you cry
If
you think you’re going to win, I’ve got some news for you
The
good news that you hear is very seldom true
I come to you because you are there
The
world is outside, so why do I care?
Why
do I care? (You shouldn’t care)
Why
do I care? (You shouldn’t care)
Why
do I care? (You shouldn’t care)
Why
do I care?
Copyright 2000 by Jack Albert