No-one looks at me, how they looked at
me. No-one talks to me, how they talked
to me. And it feels so strange,
Now that we´re three.
Nothing´s the same as it used to be.
And I am frightened too,
That you might not see.
I am still a child,
Though a child is growing in me.
Have I lost her now to a better place?
Will I see her smile, on my baby´s face?
Can I live my life, with her style &
grace? Can I take the role,
Fill the empty space?
And I am frightened too,
That I might not be.
All that her dreams
Said a daughter of hers would be.
Mother, Mamon, Mama,
Mother.
Mother, Mamon, Mama,
Mother.
And I am frightened too,
That I might not be.
All that her dreams
Said a daughter of hers would be.
Mother, Mamon, Mama,
Mother.
Mother, Mamon, Mama,
Mother.
I am frightened too,
Mother.
I am frightened too,
Mother.
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