Strange flowers with a strange hue. Strange birds over them flew. From a strange leaf dripped a strange a morning dew. Still nothing stranger... than an estranged you.
My mom is at the edge of tears Every time the situation is mentioned I have to be strong Because she can’t crumble I have to be strong Because It’s my turn I want to be strong Because it’s my turn I need to be strong Because she’s everyone’s rock I will be strong Because I am her rock.