I guess you're never gonna come back for me Ma
With a suitcase of pretty dresses and shoes
One for you and one for me, Ma
and perfume for the ladies looking
There was a chair beside the door
I wished you'd walk through
You'd stand beside me and we'd wind the victrola
I used to think it might be who I am
Maybe who I am wasn't right
And I'd wonder if you missed me the same
way Lonely day after lonely night
But I know you must have had a good reason You had
I guess you're never gonna
All the lines of people winding around the block The world is mine
and it's a microphone in my hand Singing with the band Ma
Sometimes I think I see you out there a smiling
Your pretty sad eyes singing along
And all at once I'm a bird with no ceiling
I used to think it might be who I am
Maybe who I am wasn't right
And I'd wonder if you missed me the same
way Lonely day after lonely night
But I know you must have had a good
reason You had a good reason alright