All I ask, for you to wish Maybe then I won't exist I didn't want you to paint me this way Guess we're both the same And for gods sake, be there For your son You've no idea The pressure on my mother hiding where he'd taken off "Am I the cause of this?" I ask "And how am I to hold my troubles down?" I don't mean to worry that you'll leave now I don't mean to worry that you'll leave now
