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