Diamond rings, caviar
A private jet to your own star
Have it all, have it all
You’re free to dance without the shame
So have a glass of champagne
Have it all, have it all
A dream of wilted hearts and broken flowers
Blinded by the gifts she left for me
Leave me down the shallow reef
Hold my head above the water
Help me mourn what I have lost
For I am a daughter
Oh, how I hope she can see me
The way she moved through a crowded room
The way hеr eyes flirted with thе moon
Made them fall, made them fall
She wanted love and paid a price
But couldn’t let go of her sacrifice
It carried on and on
Dream of broken hearts and wilted flowers
Blinded by the gifts you left for me
Leave me down the shallow reef
Hold my head above the water
Help me mourn what I have lost
For I am a daughter
Oh, how I hope she can see me
A dream one day that she will find
Another love somewhere in time
Leave me down the shallow reef
Hold my head above the water
Help me mourn what I have lost
For I am a daughter
Oh, how I hope she can see me
Oh, how I hope she can see me
I hope you’re free now, Mama
I hope you’re free now, Mama
I hope you’re free now, Mama
I hope you’re free now, Mama
I hope you’re free now, Mama
I hope you’re free now, Mama
I hope you’re free now, Mama
I hope you’re free now, Mama
You’ll find your way out
Other lyrics by Linda Perry:
Balboa Park
Sold my bed Lost my coat Cracked the mirror An ugly joke Always knew that I would be Different from the others Never young Old at heart Sold my soul at Balboa Park The …
Beautiful
Don’t look at me Every day is so wonderful Then suddenly it’s hard to breathe Now and then I get insecure From all the pain I’m so ashamed I am …
Feathers In A Storm
Feel like I’m drowning All over again Caught in the crossfire Lost in the wind Quietly waiting Swarming around Dark like the moon Hiding under the ground We all want …
I Am Daughter
Diamond rings, caviar A private jet to your own star Have it all, have it all You’re free to dance without the shame So have a glass of champagne Have it all, have it all …
Let It Die Here
Holy mother, paid the price Grand illusions, La la lies Nature’s beauty, charm and grace Set corruption, in the face. Fortune teller, all is known A grifter con, on a …