Inside You - Judith Owen

And mothers do what mothers must

In you we live, in you we trust our lives

So, if I stay or if I go, I want you to know

From in here, you seem very kind.

And in this place so confidential

Lying by your beating heart

I could be so incidental

I could tear your worlds apart.

It is sublime here

Like the lining of a leather glove

It is sublime here

And all I ask for is your love.

It is sublime here

Mother, do what you must do

'Cause I’m waiting, creating… inside you.

So, hold me in this watery place

And feed me all the foods you crave, dear Mother

And up against your holy wall

I hear your voice, I know you like no other.

And in this church to life potential

This tiny house, my private room

I could be so influential

A tyrant in my mother’s womb.

It is sublime here

Like the lining of a leather glove

It is sublime here

And all I ask for is your love.

It is sublime here

Mother, do what you must do

'Cause I’m waiting, creating… inside you.