Mama

She walks on water

Rivers and stones

Girl prone to wander

Always alone

Fields and the flowers

Follow her home

She's a wild child in winter

Soft as the snow

Frostbitten fingers

Wave at windows

Smiles at the seasons

No matter the storm

But she don't know, ooo

Prayin' mama, won't you raise me up

To be your perfect daughter

Mama, won't you fill my cup

With overflowin' water

Mama, I'll take all you got

And still I'll ask for more

I'll ask for more, ooo

She took a lover

Soft as a stone

He's prone to wander

Always alone

She's long stopped wonderin

When he's comin' home

Still she bore him a baby

In January snow

Watches her playin

Out the window

Washin' the dishes

And stewin' a storm

'Cause now she knows, ooo

Prayin' mama, won't you raise me up

To be your perfect daughter

Mama, won't you fill my cup

With overflowin' water

Mama, I'll take all you got

And still I'll ask for more

I'll ask for more, ooo

And more, and more, and more, and more

And more, and more, and more, and more

Tend the hearth

Feed the flame

Ain't nobody else to blame

Bake the bread

Wind the thread

Buryin' the mortal dread

Tear your heart

Steep in shame

Every day more of the same

Harried head

Bored in bed

Forget a word of what I said

Rend the hearth

Fan the flame

Ain't there somethin' else to blame

Burn the bread

Cut the thread

Dancin' with immortal dead

Turn your heart

Stop the shame

Anyone tryin' to tame your

Stubborn head

Break the bed

Take my word for what I said

Mama, won't you raise me up

To be your perfect daughter

Mama, won't you fill my cup

With overflowin' water

Mama, I'll take all you got

And still I'll ask for more

I'm askin' for more