I guess you're never gonna come back for me, ma With a suitcase of pretty dresses and shoes One for you and one for me, ma And perfume for the ladies looking after me too There was a chair beside the door I wished you'd walk through Wearing your sad eyes of brown You'd stand beside me and we'd wind the victrola And sing along together Make the sweetest sounds I used to think it might be who I am Maybe who I am wasn't right And I'd wonder if you missed me the same way Lonely day after lonely night But I know you must've had a good reason You had a good reason, alright I guess you're never gonna see me a shining All the lines of people winding around the block The world is mine, and it's a microphone in my hand Singing with a band, ma The toast of the town Sometimes I think I see you out there a smiling Your pretty sad eyes singing along And all at once I'm a bird with no ceiling A voice and feeling like I'll never come down I used to think it might be who I am Maybe who I am wasn't right And I'd wonder if you missed me the same way Lonely day after lonely night But I know you must've had a good reason You had a good reason, alright