

{intimate acoustic guitar arpeggios} {slow,
warm upright bass entry} {gentle swell
of strings}
When I was a child I lost my mother
(lost my
mother)
And sometimes when I saw people walking by
With their mother,
I would think about mine {fragile,
close-mic'd vocal} Because a life without your mother
Is like a cup of tea without sugar
(so bitter,
yeah) Yes, it's like a cup of tea with no sugar
{soaring string
arrangement rises}
To all you guys
who do not know yet
The importance
of your mother
One day you will cry to see her face
But it will
be
too late {snare drops out,
instrumentation softens} Because a life without your mother
Is like a cup of tea without sugar
(no
sugar)
Yes, it's like a cup of tea with no sugar
{full climax with strings and
drums} Don't let it be too late for you Without your mother (ahhhh)
{acoustic
guitar fades
out slowly}