He perches himself upon the barstool
Takes a glance to see...
My momma braided my hair too tight
and though I begged her, "Momma, please"...
Several people make their home
Right inside my head...
Cry me a river
for I've cried one for you...
A lost and lonely girl here sleeps
Upon the dusty floor she lays...
My child arises each morning
A million questions he has in his mind...
Converging hearts come together
Heartfelt longing of gentle love...
They say that love can fill an ocean
sail a ship across the sea...
My ship has sailed without me
My numbered days are spent...
She moves across the watery edge
Over moors and through the trees...
It's quiet now, everyone has come and gone
Just shadows on darkened walls remain...
I hear his voice, he's calling me
Through the streets and in the wind...