| Sat inside a railway station
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| Drinking a cup of coffee on my own
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| Listening to the strangest conversation
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| About children and holidays in Rome
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| Last night I sat inside a bar room
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| And I was thinking 'bout my childhood home
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| I think I need to talk to mama
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| 'Cause I’m about to have a child all of my own
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| And I hope I’m as brave as my mother
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| Wondering what kind of mother will I be?
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| I hope she knows that I found a man far from my father
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| Sam, my baby, and me
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| I’ve been thinking about my husband
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| From seventeen, the only love I’ve known
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| And I could place no one above him
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| So beautiful and so naive alone
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| I’ve not even called my family
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| About the life that’s about to find me whole
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| For many years, the lights were blind me
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| But now I find the only one that leads me home
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| And I hope I’m as brave as my mother
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| Wondering what kind of mother will I be?
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| Hope she knows that I found a man far from my father
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| Sam, my baby, and me
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| And I hope I’m as brave as my mother
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| Wondering what kind of mother will I be?
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| Hope she knows that I found a man far from my father
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| Sam, my baby, and me
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| It’s just Sam, my baby, and me |