Look for me in crisis centers

Padded cells

Oh, wish me well

Oh, shame, don't blame my mother



As I am moving out I see

she wanted all the best for me

Those were the days when phrases never spoken

led to broken lives

I think of all the things that she once had

Her magic moments with my dad

Before I came, before he left her

And now alone my mother tries

Stands by my bed at night and cries

While I am sleeping in my blue lagoon

Her child of the moon



And neither can you blame my dad

He gave me everything he had

I wish that all the light years between his ears

And my lips were gone

His business kept him on the run

The weekends spared no time for fun

On holidays we drove him crazy

And so he took the easy route

Called up one year and wanted out

And ever since, around my birthday time

I get a line from Dad



Look for me in crisis centers

Padded cells

Oh, wish me well

Oh, shame, don't blame my father