oh momma please don't be mad
momma don't cry or be sad
I love this boy
even though to him Im just a toy
you think I'm crazy and stupid
but I swear this is the work of Cupid
I wish i was stronger
but I couldn't hold out any longer
I know he cares about me
and his spirit somehow sets me free
He is desperate to feel
and I am desperate to heal
so mamma believe me when I say
that together our world isn't so grey
and that's how I know that he'll stay
coming home to me, day after day
