PAROLES
Never gonna know you
The way that I want to
I’ll never see you in the wild
You’re never gonna see me through
The same eyes my friends do
Looking in from the outside
Don’t want her to change
Pick apart, or rearrange her
Oh, I just wish my own mother was
Less of a stranger
Ever since I left your body
Been a breathless fast swimmer
Slow on the sand
“Will the race bend back home?”
You said you hate being alone
Did you forget the starting gun was in your hand?
Don’t want her to change
She’s always been the entertainer
Oh, I just wish my own mother was
Less of a stranger
When I look into the mirror
I see my father, when I close my eyes
I see you
When you look into the mirror
Does your father appear?
Eyes closed, do you see your mother too?
Sometimes I wonder, do I intimidate her?
Do my questions and my pain
Take like skin to a razor?
Don’t want her to change
Or feel bad for life’s remainder
Oh, I just wish my own mother was
Less of a stranger
