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Leah's mother and me were quite a pair |
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So we looked in the paper for a dog and a house to share |
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Her and her little girl came |
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Suddenly I had to explain |
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Things like lightning - why is it so mad at the rain? |
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Leah's mother left one morning in an April fog |
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Leaving me the saddest little girl and a nasty dog |
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Leaving me to answer why |
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When Leah asks as she cries |
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"Why did she leave me this way?" |
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And softly I say... |
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CHORUS: |
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"Leah - mothers love their daughters |
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I'm sure that she still cares for you now |
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And Leah - lay upon my shoulders |
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I'll be taking care of you now" |
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Leah's mother's been gone for a very long time |
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And Leah and me are sorta like the blind leading the blind |
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But when she asks about the fallen Queen |
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Sometimes I want to say somethin' so mean |
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But I hold my pain inside |
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And softly I say... |
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CHORUS (to end) |
