"Mama Used to Sing to Me"..:
Mama used to sing to me. To settle my nerves at night.
I would just lay there in bed holding her hand so tight.
She'd encourage me to sing with her to no avail.
I was embarrassed as a child with a voice so frail.
But I lay there and listen to her sweet melody
Smiling throughout my sleep cause she was singing to me
Now im a grown man and I lost her so long ago.
But with every evening i close my eyes and sing soft and low.
Mama used to sing to me. To settle my nerves at night.
I would just lay there in bed holding her hand so tight.
She'd encourage me to sing with her to no avail.
I was embarrassed as a child with a voice so frail.
But I lay there and listen to her sweet melody
Smiling throughout my sleep cause she was singing to me
Now im a grown man and I lost her so long ago.
But with every evening i close my eyes and sing soft and low.
"Ive seen fire and ive seen rain."
And I wish I could hear you sing it again.
James taylor don't do my memory right
And my voice wont help me through the night
And I wish I could hear you sing it again.
James taylor don't do my memory right
And my voice wont help me through the night
Mama used to sing to me, and I still recall
Everytime she would end the song I'd ball
Crying to myself as she would leave the room
Knowing that I into my dreams id soon consume
I miss her everytime I lay down for bed
And I keep hearing her songs in my head.
But now im gonna be the parent singing at night
And I pray my daughter will hold my hand tight
Everytime she would end the song I'd ball
Crying to myself as she would leave the room
Knowing that I into my dreams id soon consume
I miss her everytime I lay down for bed
And I keep hearing her songs in my head.
But now im gonna be the parent singing at night
And I pray my daughter will hold my hand tight
"I've seen fire and I've seen rain"
I cant wait to sing that song again.
James taylor don't do my love right
And my voice will be heard every night
I cant wait to sing that song again.
James taylor don't do my love right
And my voice will be heard every night
Mama used to sing to me.
Oh I miss those days.
Mama used to sing to me.
Oh how I held her praise.
Mama used to sing to me.
And I know one thing for sure
Mama used to sing to me.
And now I will sing for her.
Oh I miss those days.
Mama used to sing to me.
Oh how I held her praise.
Mama used to sing to me.
And I know one thing for sure
Mama used to sing to me.
And now I will sing for her.
thank you Mr. Taylor, you wrote a song about remorse and loss that my mother sang to me and to this day it makes me cry sweet tears with memorys of my mothers sweet voice.
this was written on February 14th, 2008. For some reason some of my best writing has happened on Valentines day. I dont know why, maybe it's the hopeless romantic in me yearning to get out. I dont know... well this poem is pretty self explanatory my mom sung to me and it's one of my greatest memories of her and now i sing to my daughter hoping she will remember it when i am gone.
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