Yeah, I'm six feet of cellophane
Under a suitcase of broken shoes
If I could send these anxious arms again
But nothing ever seems to get to you
I've got nine visions of the future
Which are keeping me awake
I've got seven things I need to tell you
None of which would make you stay
If I could touch your lovin' side
As another half of mine
Touch your love inside
As another half of mine
Yeah, I'm done going under
With a whisper that I can't shake
If I could fold into your arms again
But nothing ever stays the same
I've got nine visions of the future
Which are keeping me awake
I've got seven things I need to tell you
None of which would make you stay
If I could touch your lovin' side
As another half of mine
Touch your love inside
As another half of mine
Mama don't go
Mama don't go
Mama don't go
Mama don't go
I've got nine visions of the future
Which are keeping me awake
I've got seven things I need to tell you
None of which would make you stay
If I could touch your lovin' side
As another half of mine
Touch your love inside
As another half of mine
