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Morning buzz, V.J.B.

Wednesday, October 18, 2006


perhaps it is the color of the sun cut flat
an' cov'rin' the crossroads I'm standing at,
or maybe it's the weather or something like that,
but mama, you been on my mind.

I mean no trouble, please don't put me down, don't get upset,
I am not pleadin' or sayin', that I can't forget you
I do not pace the floor bowed down an'bent, but yet,
mama, you been on my mind.

even though my eyes are hazy and my thoughts they might be narrow,
where you been don't bother me or bring me down in sorrow.
I don't even mind who you'll be wakin' with tomorrow,
but mama, you're just on my mind.

I am not askin' you to say words like "yes" or "no,"
please understand me, I have no place I'm calling you to go
I'm just whispering to myself so I can pretend that I don't know
mama, you just on my mind.

when you wake up in the mornin', baby, look inside your mirror.
you know I won't be next to you, you know I won't be near.
I’d just be curious to know if you can see yourself as clearas someone who has had you on his mind.

posted by Primessa Espiritu
10:55 am



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