After school, walking home
Fresh dirt under my fingernails
And I can smell hot asphalt
Cars screech to a halt to let me pass
What life was like through photographs
i mages life gives us from our past
And sometimes it's a sad song
Worth all of the pain that I have gone through
And Mama, I've been cryin'
'Cause things ain't how they used to be
She said, "The battle's almost won
And we're only several miles from the sun"
Worth all of the pain that I have gone through
And Mama, I've been cryin'
'Cause things ain't how they used to be
She said, "The battle's almost won
And we're only several miles from the sun"
The rhythm of her conversation
The perfection of her creation
The sex she slipped into my coffee
The way she felt when she first saw me
Hate to love and love to hate her
Like a broken record player
Back and forth and here and gone
And on, and on, and on, and on
Worth all of the pain that I have gone through
And Mama, I've been cryin'
'Cause things ain't how they used to be
She said, "The battle's almost won
And we're only several miles
Said, the battle's almost won
And we're only several miles from the sun"
