Lyrics

Wake up Mother I think he's coming home I guess he grew tired of living on his own And here I sit bewildered, wondering if I've grown Staring out the window and waiting on the phone (Chorus) You see I believed in alibis, broken glass and lullabies Born was I in the 70's Born to catch the sun But I'm burned alive in memories To ashes and dust I run, I run Wake up mother I think he's coming home I guess he grew tired of living on his own And here I sit bewildered, staring through the pane The glass it is still shattered...and everything remains unchanged (Repeat Chorus)