! ... Joni bump to the top.
MAMA By Jo Nuvark (Written in 1992)
Mama ... Mama ... Don’t blame me for your blues.
I may be inconvenient, but it’s much too late to choose.
Listen with your heart, you’ll hear my still small voice.
Let me live I’ll be your life, your child not your choice.
Mama ... Mama ... Give me time to work my charms.
When you see my face, you’ll know the place for me is in your arms.
I’m not lonely just alone and looking forward to
The way you’ll hold me Mama just like God is holding you.
Like a summer breeze and the morning dove,
We were chosen for each other by the Lord of love.
Agreeing with each breath and sigh in unison,
We’re two hearts beating rhythm as a single drum.
Mama ... Mama ... I’m yours by God’s design.
Your custom composition, a clipping from His vine.
Eternally He’s known our names for such a time as this.
Fashioned for each other’s needs to cherish, love and bless.
Mama ... Mama ... If it’s hard to understand,
Just look at this from heaven, then you’ll see God’s hand.
Let my smile dance with yours. Let our songs be one voice.
Mama ... Oh Mama ... Please make me your choice.
Did you ever the movie about her accident?
What a testimony!
-Jo-