Going back to a tender age
so full of
confusion and rage
Daddy says
"Boys your Mama's gone
There's a hand on your
shoulder as you're
throwing dirt
someone says "Time
heals the hurt
Little man you got
to keep on keepin' on
but all you want is
Mama's arms
You ride back home
in a limosine
the saddest car that
you've ever seen
your brother can not
look you in the eye
Lightning strikes
thunder roars
an early winter in
that heart of yours
but you swear you
won't let them see you cry
'cause all you want
is Mama's arms
The neighbors come
and bring you pies
endless words
and futile sighs
and you run up to
your room and lock the door
And there you are
in your Sunday best
the way your Mama
would have had you dressed
and you realize it
doesn't matter anymore
'cause all you
want is Mama's arms
'Round and 'round
and 'round it goes
The seasons change
the young boy grows
to understand it's
all part of some plan
You used to wonder
what it's all about
Now those are questions
you can do without
You laugh them off
and do the best you can
but all you
want is Mama's arms
All you want is Mama's arms
