Bedside Manner

Some time as a much older man I will sit down and put on this song It just might make me cry Or at the very least a tear in my eye I can't take all these years of my life To be whittled down into a thought That only appeals to the ear I need memories perfectly clear Mama, mama Mama, mama I just want to be making my mind Keep from changing my mind not to change Cause I'm greedy as the sea And that's how it always will be Oh, I'll be somebody now, and I'll be somebody then And I'll be all of you all in between And then I'll be ready to leave When the whole world is taken with me Mama, mama Mama, mama Mama, mama Mama, mama Cause there's so many days in a year And there's so many years in my head So I think about when I'll be dead And how those very last moments get spent And if I think about you is that something you think you'd accept? Some time as a much older man I will sit down and put on this song It just might make me cry Or at the very least a tear in my eye