Texty: Tori Amos. Abnormally Attracted to Sin. Maybe California.

Hey Mrs. see, please don't jump
Why not? Nothing is making sense anymore to me
I don't know when I stopped making him smile
Now the kids see me cry all the time

From one mother to the other
They'll never get over this for their lifetime
All their wishes will be dashed upon those cliffs

So let's be be strong, you and me
The night is o-opening
Our angels are falling and they will warm
They'll warm us

She asked, "Right now? Right here?"
I'm feelin' soon, soon, my dear
Maybe Cali-California
Maybe Cali-Califo-California

As mothers we have our troubles
You'll leave them with emptiness for their lifetime
All their wishes will be dashed upon those cliffs, those cliffs

So let's be strong, you and me
The night is oh, it is opening
Our angels are falling and they will warm
And they will warm us

She asked, "Right now? Right here?"
I'm feelin' soon, so soon, my dear
Maybe Cali-California
Maybe Cali-Califo-California

Until then there will be starlight shining down
For every tear in everyday