| Mother |
|---|
| Bursting with empathy, I’m feeling everything |
| The weight of the world on my shoulders |
| Hope my tears don’t freak you out |
| They’re just kinda coming out |
| It’s the music in me and all of the colors |
| Wish we didn’t live, wish we didn’t live so far from each other |
| I’m just sitting here thinking 'bout the time that’s slipping |
| And missing my mother, mother |
| And she’s probably sitting there |
| Thinking 'bout the time that’s slipping |
| And missing her mother, mother |
