Faye
When you’re unworthy of a lyric or song And a book will take too long Your child will do the best he can with what he does the best he can Faye This isn’t autobiographical More a love song to his mother who deserves better A blessing a pope couldn’t give Cause it comes from the heart. To the facts you gave the world Mark and me We’re yours and you’re ours Independent self sufficient child’s of yours Some times we have fallen apart, broken down No matter what you build us back up Never abandoned and totally adored we owe everything to you You’re my hero My muse My counterpart Do you know Your place Inside my world When you deserve more that basic rhythmic rhymes but I can’t do much better than But I’ll strive to give you more than this until the ends of time Faye This isn’t autobiographical More a love song to his mother who deserves better A blessing a pope couldn’t give Cause ...