When they call me, “Mama,” my heart pretty much leaps!
When they call me, “Mama,” I run to see what they need.
When they call me, “Mama,” sometimes I want to cry.
When they call me, “Mama,” I cannot tell a lie… I want, I want so badly to be seen as “real.”
So many things I feel, I feel, when they call me, “Mama.”
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Such a special name to be called — nothing compares to hearing that!