Hold tight, Geraldine, I need to say what I mean.nTime's gone by for so long and I've seen all the wrongs that I've done.nSince we have yelled and stomped our feet after you took me in your arms.nCut from you, near death you drew the breath that made me one.nnAnd I must call on your sweet soulnIn the times when we walknIn shadows of sortsnI cherish the mother you are.nnHold tight, Geraldine, I need to say what I mean.nOh, I owe you for the stars in the skynAnd the breath that was life of my own.nnAnd I must call on your sweet soulnIn the times when we walknIn shadows of sortsnI cherish the mother you are.nnAnd I must call on your sweet soulnIn the times when we walknIn shadows of sortsnI cherish the mother you are.nYes, in the times when we walknIn shadows of sortsnI cherish the mother you are.nnHold tight, Geraldine, I mean to say what I mean.