Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Alas
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Alas
Songwriter
Lyrics
I was younger
Enough to share the bed with whatever
Toy you bought to isolate my room
You were cornered
Afraid of speaking break the forever
Cause you were raised to hide behind taboos
Cocoa mornings
Jasmine is on the plate
Dry tears round your smile
Half woman, full wife
I'm sorry, mom
I was dumber
Naive, I didn't know any better
T'was what I grew up accustomed to
Not a talker
You let the silence took you wherever
We fixed shit up by staring at our shoes
I remember you alone in the parade
Was he gonna showed up?
He did late and drunk, I adore you mom
Sometimes I wish that I could meet
The girl you were before I was born
You gave me life
But it feels like I stole mine from ya
Although the past is sunk
Waves come from time to time
And I think 'bout the love you've wasted, mom
I'm sorry, mom
I adore you, mom
The green old carpet
You danced and in your pink dress
Oh God, we were just kids
You and me, I mean
I love you, mom
We've got older
We've watched the what-ifs turn into nevers
I'm sad and thankful for everything you've done
Written by: Alas

