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EPerhaps it is the color of the sun cut flAbat And covCm#´rin´ the croCm#7ssroad I´m standing at, Or Emaybe it´s theAb weather or Cm#something likeA that, But Emama, you been Bon my mindE.
EI mean no trouble, please don´t put down don´t getAb upset, I am not Cm#pleadin´ or sCm#7ayin´, "I can´t forget you". I Edo not pace the Abfloor bowed Cm#down an´ bent, but yAet, Well, Emama you been Bon my mindE.
EEven though my eyes are hazy an´ my thoughts they might be narrow, AbWhere you been don´tCm# bother me, orCm#7 bring me down with sorrow EI don´t evenAb mind who you´re bCm#e wakin´ with tomAorrow, But Emama you been Bon my mindE.
EI´m not askin´ you to say words like "yesAb" or "no", Please underCm#stand me, I have no Cm#7pleace i´m calling you to go.
I´m justE wispering toAb myself so i can´Cm#t pretend that I don?A?t know, EMama, you just Bon my minEd.
EWhen you wake up in the morning´ , baby take a look iAbnside the mirror. Cm#You know I won´t be next to you, youCm#7 know I won´t be near.
EI´d just bAbe curious to knoCm#w if you can seeA yourself as clear. As Esomeone who has Bhad you on his minEd.