I'm gonna hide if she don't leave me alone
I'm gonna run away
'cause you can never go home anymore
Listen. Does this sound familiar? You wake up every morning, go to
school every day, spend your nights on the corner just passing the time away.
Your life is so lonely like a child without a toy. Then a miracle-a boy. And that's
called "glad." Now my mom is a good mom and she loves me with all her heart.
But she said I was too young to be in love and the boy and I would have to part.
And no matter how I ranted and raved, I screamed, I pleaded, I cried-she told me it
was not really love but only my girlish pride. And that's called "bad."
(Never go home anymore)
Now if that's happened to you, don't let this. I packed my clothes and
left home that night. Though she begged me to stay, I was sure I was right. And
you know something funny?? I forgot that boy right away. Instead I remember
being tucked in bed and hearing my mama say
(Hush, little baby, don't you cry)
(Mama won't go away)
(You can never go home anymore)
I can never go home anymore
Do you ever get that feeling and wanna kiss and hug her? Do it now-
tell her you love her. Don't do to your mom what I did to mine. She grew so lonely
in the end. Angels picked her for a friend.
And I can never go home (never) anymore
And that's called "sad."