| Song | Purple Mother |
| Artist | Hannah Marcus |
| Album | Desert Farmers |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Marcus, Moody | |
| When you’re a mother. | |
| You love your boy | |
| the way God loves him. | |
| The way God loves him. | |
| You don’t see the awful haircut. | |
| You see the part that’s shining up, | |
| the healthiest part. | |
| And you never stint on affection. | |
| You never know | |
| how to do otherwise. | |
| Do I love him? | |
| Still? Without hesitation? | |
| Do I love him? | |
| Still? Without hesitation? | |
| Well, yes I have my concerns. | |
| Have my concerns. | |
| And the ones that hurt you worst | |
| are the ones that leave you anyway. | |
| And that’s when you get used to | |
| the streches of loneliness. | |
| And that’s when you know | |
| you don’t want merely to be a mother. | |
| Though a mother is the best thing. | |
| Mother is the best thing. | |
| Mother is the best thing | |
| you have been. | |
| Do I love him? | |
| Still? Without hesitation? | |
| Do I love him? | |
| Still? Without hesitation? |
| zuo qu : Marcus, Moody | |
| When you' re a mother. | |
| You love your boy | |
| the way God loves him. | |
| The way God loves him. | |
| You don' t see the awful haircut. | |
| You see the part that' s shining up, | |
| the healthiest part. | |
| And you never stint on affection. | |
| You never know | |
| how to do otherwise. | |
| Do I love him? | |
| Still? Without hesitation? | |
| Do I love him? | |
| Still? Without hesitation? | |
| Well, yes I have my concerns. | |
| Have my concerns. | |
| And the ones that hurt you worst | |
| are the ones that leave you anyway. | |
| And that' s when you get used to | |
| the streches of loneliness. | |
| And that' s when you know | |
| you don' t want merely to be a mother. | |
| Though a mother is the best thing. | |
| Mother is the best thing. | |
| Mother is the best thing | |
| you have been. | |
| Do I love him? | |
| Still? Without hesitation? | |
| Do I love him? | |
| Still? Without hesitation? |
| zuò qǔ : Marcus, Moody | |
| When you' re a mother. | |
| You love your boy | |
| the way God loves him. | |
| The way God loves him. | |
| You don' t see the awful haircut. | |
| You see the part that' s shining up, | |
| the healthiest part. | |
| And you never stint on affection. | |
| You never know | |
| how to do otherwise. | |
| Do I love him? | |
| Still? Without hesitation? | |
| Do I love him? | |
| Still? Without hesitation? | |
| Well, yes I have my concerns. | |
| Have my concerns. | |
| And the ones that hurt you worst | |
| are the ones that leave you anyway. | |
| And that' s when you get used to | |
| the streches of loneliness. | |
| And that' s when you know | |
| you don' t want merely to be a mother. | |
| Though a mother is the best thing. | |
| Mother is the best thing. | |
| Mother is the best thing | |
| you have been. | |
| Do I love him? | |
| Still? Without hesitation? | |
| Do I love him? | |
| Still? Without hesitation? |