Yeah, I'm six feet of cellophane Under a suitcase of broken shoes If I could send these anxious arms again But nothing ever seems to get to you I've got nine visions of the future Which are keeping me awake I've got seven things I need to tell you None of which would make you stay If I could touch your lovin' side As another half of mine Touch your love inside As another half of mine ♪ Yeah, I'm done going under With a whisper that I can't shake If I could fold into your arms again But nothing ever stays the same I've got nine visions of the future Which are keeping me awake I've got seven things I need to tell you None of which would make you stay If I could touch your lovin' side As another half of mine Touch your love inside As another half of mine Mama don't go ♪ Mama don't go Mama don't go Mama don't go I've got nine visions of the future Which are keeping me awake I've got seven things I need to tell you None of which would make you stay If I could touch your lovin' side As another half of mine Touch your love inside As another half of mine