Mama
I've been trying to find my place
I'm looking for your sweet embrace
Cuz nothing ever feels the same
You always listened to my mix tapes
Back when I was in the tenth grade
You always paid attention when I would play it again
Play it again
You are my original rockstar Remember sitting in the backyard?
While you jammed out to
Stevie Nicks and Carole King and Sheryl Crow
I'm telling you
Mama
Well I'm sorry for the way
You always tend to take the blame
For everything I can't explain
Mama
I've been trying to find my place
I'm looking for your sweet embrace
Cuz nothing ever feels the same
There's nothing I can do
Nothing I can do
To keep away from you
Keep away from you
There's nothing I can do
Nothing I can do
I'd stop the world to be back home with you
And I don't ever want to wake up
Suddenly realize that you're gone
Wish I could hear the things that you say
Oh won't you tell me again
Tell me again
You are a true expert on baseball
You're always spilling things in your car
Yeah you showed me that keeping up
With the Joneses is the worst diagnosis
I'm telling you
Mama
Well I'm sorry for the way
You always tend to take the blame
For everything I can't explain
Mama
I've been trying to find my place
I'm looking for your sweet embrace
Cuz nothing ever feels the same
There's nothing I can do
Nothing I can do
To keep away from you
Keep away from you
There's nothing I can do
Nothing I can do
I'd stop the world to be back home with you
To be back home
To be back home with you
To be back home
To be back home
I'd stop the world to be back home with you