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