Can you tell me
who my mom is?
Can you tell me
what her name is?
Where is she now?
What does she do?
Can you tell me
Tell me, please!

I am homeless
I am hopeless
I have no happiness
I am not blessed
I am a street child
and you are a prince or princess.

Is my mom alive?
Is she alright?
Does she stay safe?
How is my mom doing?
How does she pass
her day and night?
Can you tell me
Tell me, please!

I want my mom
next to me like you
I want her love
always like you.
I need a mom's hug,
Give me her address
Give me, please!

I don't ask of paradise
I just want Mom beside me
I don't want a kingdom
I just need a home.
Honestly, I need wings
of my mom always
Listen to me please,
Think about me, please!

My gaze does not land on your figure
Unwittingly or by chance
It is drawn in, inexplicably
By your arresting presence

It awakens an aching hunger
Deep-seated and desperate
Which consumes me entirely
Until I am slave to it

I yearn for you unabashedly
For your entire being
A fervent desire so profound
For you I would mortally sin

Just look and I'll be at your mercy
One word and I'm on my knees
If anything is certain tonight
It will be me begging "please"

your name is
forbidden in
my mouth
or in my heart
because when
i think about
you;

i'll cry a little more,
hurt a little stronger
love a little softer
because you no longer
make me feel sober

i'm drunk on the
memory of you

i never used to smoke
but since you left,
it’s the only time i can seem to breathe