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 it comes from the heart.  

To the facts we made each other better 

Moma, I don’t know what you’d say of this

Without you and all your loving sacrifice 

A tragic tale no one has nor should they 

Despite what I dream for us

You stared this all a future for you boys that will never been end

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