Wednesday 4 June 2008 photo 1/1
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Mama, now I'm coming home
I'm not all you wished of me
A mother's love for her son
Spoken, help me be
I took your love for granted
Not a thing you said to me
I needed your arms to welcome me
But a cold stone is all I see
Let my heart go
Let your son grow
Mama let my heart go...
I'm not all you wished of me
A mother's love for her son
Spoken, help me be
I took your love for granted
Not a thing you said to me
I needed your arms to welcome me
But a cold stone is all I see
Let my heart go
Let your son grow
Mama let my heart go...
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