I remember the day…
I remember it…well
My baby looked right through me…and I could tell…
He would not even touch me…
Couldn’t look me in the eyes…
His lips says ‘I’m sorry’…
Why it’s hard to say goodbye…
And I’m tired…and I’m ready to lay down…
He won’t kiss me no more…
Don’t even conversate…
I put his food on the table,
And he won’t even touch his plate…
Even a blind man…even a blind man can see…
I can feel it in my soul…my baby’s slipping away from me…
They say you reap… just what you sow…
But I really really really reaaallyyyy noooo want him to go… but I’m tired…
And I’m ready to lay down…I can feel it in my soul…
My baby won’t be hanging around…
Got to get myself together…don’t worry no more…
God give me strength to get up, turn off the light and lock the door….
But I’m so tired… and I’m just ready to lay down…
Hmmmmm… I got a strange strange feeling that my baby won’t be hanging around…