Mama, she has taught me well
Told me when I was young
"Son, your life's an open book don't close it 'fore its done"
"The brightest flame burns quickest"
That's what I heard her say
son's heart sowed to mother but I must find my way

Let my heart go, let your son grow
Mama, let my heart go, let this heart be still
Yeah, still

Rebel, mind your last name, wild blood in my veins
They bring strings around my neck, the mark that still remains
Left home at an early age of what I heard was wrong
I never asked forgiveness but what is said is done

Let my heart go, let your son grow
Mama, let my heart go, let this heart be still

Never I ask of you but never I gave
But you gave me your emptiness that I'll take to my grave
Never I ask of you nut never I gave
But you gave me your emptiness that I'll take to my grave
So let this heart be still

Mama, now [bad word] home, I'm not all you wished of me
mother's love for her son, spoken, help me be
I took your love for granted, not a thing you said to me
I needed your arms to [bad word] me, but a cold stone's all I see

Let my heart go, let your son grow
Mama, let my heart go
Let this heart be still
Let my heart go, mama, let my heart go
You never let my heart go so let this heart be still

Never I ask of you but never I gave
But you gave me your emptiness that I'll take to my grave
Never I ask of you but never I gave
But you gave me your emptiness that I'll take to my grave
Let this heart be still