Hopelessly, the ghost of me Sinks down into a chain
And underneath the cushion
There's a ribbon from her hair
A crumpled up reminder
That my daughter's only here
And underneath the cushion
For six weeks, every summer
Christmas every other year
The role of part-time mother
Is the toughest role I've played
My name's up there in neon lights
And underneath the cushion
But what a price to pay
The only thing it cost
Was giving up what used to be
And a little angel baby
By the name
Of Jeannie
I bravely step back
In my world
It's only cheap veneer
And at times I sigh
For summertime
And when Christmas time is near
When up the stairs
Comes all my prayers
Yelling, Mom, it's me, I'm here
For six weeks
Every summer
Christmas every other year
Just found a note
My darling, Rome
She left it
By the phone
She knew I'd need
Some extra strength
To face my life alone
Mom said
I'll always love you, Mom
My darling, Rome
She said






Although I'm only here
Six weeks every summer
Christmas every other year
And gladly give up all my fame
If only I could hear
My baby calls me mommy
Every morning of the year
And gladly give up all my fame