For nine months you carried me softly inside you
And harbored me there safe and warm
And picked out my names and bought new picture frames
And I'm sure only God loved me more.
Kicking and screaming I came to life dreaming
And loving the sounds of your words.
But pretty soon I had a mind of my own
And a voice speaking out to be heard.
Oh, Mother, mother, we started out with a bang
Oh, Mother, mother, its funny how quickly things changed
You feel you gave up too much to be with me
And you never had enough help
Your middle ages and your mid-life rages
Do you feel that youve lost yourself?
And you try to control me and manipulate me
But love is a much stronger tool
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