For Mama Lyrics - Linda Lewis

(Linda Lewis) 

When the night comes creeping in 

And you know you can hide 

Can you hear that lonely sound? 

It is out there or inside? 

Mama, don't you let your fire grow old 

Don't let your cradle grow cold 

You are my first home 

You are my first love 

You are my first food 

Mama, my daughter 

This time around