Sister, mother

by Sixpence None The Richer

Album: Sixpence none the richer [#9]

My life is plagued by mistakes, broken love, slaps in the face.
But I'm trying to care, to dare to embrace your face.
Hug him like a brother.
Kiss her like a sister.
Let it be my mother for now.

I want to find where the maid in the street is pouring her wine.
I heard she takes you in and gives you the words you need said.
If you'll be her brother, she'll kiss you like a sister.
She'll even be your mother for now.
Hug him like a brother.
Kiss her like a sister.
Let it be my mother.
Let it be my father.
I will be her brother.
Kiss her like a sister.
Come and be my mother forever.