Lyrics

Mom
I'm here at the church
I'm about to go in
And I thought that I'd call you
It's late
You're five hours ahead
You're probably asleep
I thought I'd just call you
To say hi
And America's grand
I'm here at the church with a flower in my hand
And things haven't turned out exactly as planned
But I'm fine
It's cold
Like zero degrees
There's lights in the trees
It's just like a movie
Last night
Last night, I think I was -
I stayed at the -
You wouldn't believe me
I'm wearing my suit with the scuffs in the knees
The one that we got for my GCSEs
If I stand in the street any longer, I'll freeze
If I put my eye to the door, I can just about see
There's hundreds of people and stars on the tree
I'd better go in and say "Hi Dad, it's me!'
Maybe that's him
I'd better go in
Last time I wore this, I looked like a clown
Last day of school, with my hair gelled down
And all of my friends went out on the town
But me
The day when our lives was supposed to begin
When everyone else had gone out, I stayed in
And we sat by the fire drinking gin
And watching TV
And I know it hasn't been cheap
And I know that it hasn't been easy to sleep
And I know our road was steep and rough
We were always enough
You were always enough
And mom, I met a girl
I know what you'll say
It sounds rather unlikely
We talked and just for a while
I could almost have thought
She was starting to like me
It's funny how cities can make you feel small
I'm wondering now why I came here at all
And I don't want to know how expensive this call has become
So I'd better go in, mom
I'd better go -
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Written by: Jim Barne, Kit Buchan
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