Panic-Stricken - Leona Naess

Walking through a crowded mall

When I was small

And mama’s hand led the way

Then something caught my eye and I turned

To look toward the shine

And mama’s hand would no longer wait

I turned around and it began standing there

Panic stricken

Every face became the same everyone shouting

Out names and my heart could

Not be tamed, so I stand to call out

Oh mama don’t let me go

Cause you know how much I need you

Oh mama don’t let me go

Cause you know how much I need you

Cause I need you

Need you right now

Walking now no longer small

Been 20 years or more

I had his hand and we walked some way

Introspection caught my eye and I turned inside

For some time

But his hand would no longer wait

I turned around and it began