

{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}