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You were never there to tuck me into bed
No, you were never there at night when I was scared
Mama, where were you when I needed you most
Mama tell me why all alone I had to cope
The other kids at school, well they all had a mum
The other kids, the other kids all had someone
I never had a close friend, one to call my own
Someone just to laugh with – I always cried alone
When I needed bandages there was no one round
No-one to feed me chicken soup when I was down
Mama you left me, I might as well have died.
Mama when you left me I wonder if you cried.
Then when I got older the emptiness it grew
In every room, in every crowd I was dying to find you
All the endless, empty bars in this empty city
Faceless people on the streets and roads that hold no pity.
Still alone I travelled following the sun
Each time loneliness came to me I’d just up and run
Mama did I do something wrong, tell me was I bad
To make you give away the little child you had.
You were never there to tuck me into bed
No, you were never there at night when I was scared
Mama, where were you when I needed you most
Mama tell me why all alone I had to cope
The other kids at school, well they all had a mum
The other kids, the other kids all had someone
I never had a close friend, one to call my own
Someone just to laugh with – I always cried alone
When I needed bandages there was no one round
No-one to feed me chicken soup when I was down
Mama you left me, I might as well have died.
Mama when you left me I wonder if you cried.
Then when I got older the emptiness it grew
In every room, in every crowd I was dying to find you
All the endless, empty bars in this empty city
Faceless people on the streets and roads that hold no pity.
Still alone I travelled following the sun
Each time loneliness came to me I’d just up and run
Mama did I do something wrong, tell me was I bad
To make you give away the little child you had.
This image depicts the wild woman and the apple tree. It is inspired by the character 'Aofie' in this year's production.
Some say Love is overrated. It has no relevance anymore I say. I know more than love unbound, I can make these prayerful sounds.
What filled my days before, I do not know. I have so much love within me, from inside my heart I glow.
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