Written by John Curulewski

Lead Vocals by John Curulewski



Lonely feelings in the city

One room flat with crumbling walls

Sirens play a distant melody

Neon shadows paint the halls



In the thirteen months I've spent here

With my manuscript and rhymes

I've paid in cash for foolish pleasures

Mother dear you'd call them crimes



Raise the roof

Light the lite

Mother dear I'm returning tonight

Now I see

Your concern

Mother dear how you taught me to learn



I been a Roman for survival

Showing two sides of my face

I need the comfort of your wisdom

I'm coming home to your embrace



If by chance I pass before you

Don't discount my gratitude

You're responsible for me here

And of course my attitude



Raise the roof

Light the lite

Mother dear I'm returning tonight

Now I see

Your concern

Mother dear how you taught me to learn



Stayin' up half the night

Wonderin' if what I'm doin' is right

Raise the roof

Light the lite

Mother dear I'm returning tonight