I am a black baby
Trapped in the wilderness,
Broken flowers are everywhere
And I don\'t know where to begin...
Mommy, mommy
When are you coming home?
For you have been dead
For almost four years now;
It\'s time to wake up, pretty mommy
For I\'ve planted some seeds for us
Mommy, mommy
When are you going to wake up?
For it is almost lunch now
And the tree is in a cup,
And my heart is swinging
And this love is lingering
Can somebody tell me where my mommy is?
For I can\'t find her.