Sam

One, two, three

Sat inside a railway station

Drinking a cup of coffee on my own

Listening to the strangest conversation

About children and holidays in Rome

Last night I sat inside a bar room

And I was thinking 'bout my childhood home

I think I need to talk to mama

'Cause I'm about to have a child all of my own

And I hope I'm as brave as my mother

Wondering what kind of mother will I be?

I hope she knows that I found a man far from my father

Sam, my baby, and me

I've been thinking about my husband

From seventeen, the only love I've known

And I could place no one above him

So beautiful and so naive alone

I've not even called my family

About the life that's about to find me home

For many years, the lights would blind me

But now I finally

And I hope I'm as brave as my mother

Wondering what kind of mother will I be?

Hope she knows that I found a man far from my father

Sam, my baby, and me

And I hope I'm as brave as my mother

Wondering what kind of mother will I be?

Hope she knows that I found a man far from my father

Sam, my baby, and me

It's just Sam, my baby, and me