She comes down with her hair on fire while I sleep,

And I feel wider than, higher than you know.

She walks down with her wings on fire,

If I could stand her I would lower down my buckets of love and rain,

That feel me up with your simple touch, the words my Mom,

I missed you so much, I espy everything you do.

Feel me up with your simple touch, the words my Mom,

I missed you so much, I espy everything you do.

Mom I'm just a boy.

Firehead