This Mom Needs Wine

Time. Time spent obsessing with the clock,
its back turned more often than not.

The comfort I've sought after has never felt more wrong
and these forever-minutes have never been so long.

Picture a weary, waiting girl staying sane inside her fear
I see an anxious, manic turmoil when I look into the mirror.

Appearances deceive you more often than not-
Time. Time spent. Obsessing with the clock.

The comfort I've sought after has never been less wrong,
forever-minutes composed of seconds far too long.

I see an anxious, manic turmoil when I look into the mirror...
Picture a weary, waiting girl staying sane inside her fear.