Ah
it's cold
and I have a hard time
holding this pen
like I used to

So
I unfold
I'm convinced of my crime
hiding in my den
like I'm used to

And I've been holding on
dreaming, fading,
tired for so long
I remember your voice
Can I ever hold you
can I ever have the choice
I'm not used to

Why is it being so ******* me
how am I always wrong
when the voices tell me I'm free
but really all I want is to belong
Anything could be better
Nothing is the matter

It's alright
go back to sleep
it's just another lonely night
I'll feel better after I weep
til tomorrow
another gloom
wraps me in trivial sorrow,
For you I'll go catch the moon
your blanket looks warm, just tonight, can I borrow
If you don't need me, I promise I'll leave soon
I'm used to

daddy went to war when i was only three
that left ma alone to raise and bring up me
gave me all her love help me to be strong
and with all her wisdom taught me right from wrong.

she would stroke my hair as i lay in bed
i would fall a sleep as she stroke my head
hold me in her arms when i began to cry
give me all her love till the tears passed by

always make me smile when ever i was down
make me laugh again take away the frown
made me feel secure safe from any harm
with her loving way that made me feel so calm

always there to guide me teach me might right from wrong
with her loving way help me to be strong
as the years go by i will do the best i can
remember mamas ways as i become a man.