Black Wool Dress – Edie Carey – letras

They did their bestTo pull my armsThrough the sleevesOf my black wool dressIn this ungodly heatThey led me down the hallWe passed your room on the wayI found the place you’d taken your crayons to the wallAnd I could still hear me sayingI am your motherWhy won’t you listen to me?Be like your brotherCome here and sit by meI am bombarded by smilesLaunched by faces I don’t knowAnd they hover for a whileAnd I’m grateful when they goThey’ll drift back to their livesThey’ll change out of these clothesHusbands will cling to their wivesIn the nightAnd they’ll hold their childrenToo closeAnd pray thatThey’re not the motherTo be the last one to leaveLet it be any other, anyone but me’Cause I am that motherWhy won’t you listen to me?Be like your brotherCome here and comfort me’Cause am your motherAnd it should have been meIt should have been meIt should have been me