Perhaps its the color of the sun cut flat
An covrin the crossroads Im standing at,
Or maybe its the weather or something like that,
But mama, you been on my mind.
I dont mean trouble, please dont put me down or get upset,
I am not pleadin or sayin, I cant forget.
I do not walk the floor bowed down an bent, but yet,
Mama, you been on my mind.
Even though my mind is hazy an my thoughts they might be narrow,
Where you been dont bother me nor bring me down in sorrow.
It dont even matter to me where youre wakin up tomorrow,
But mama, youre just on my mind.
I am not askin you to say words like yes or no,
Please understand me, I got no place for you t go.
Im just breathin to myself, pretendin not that I dont know,
Mama, you been on my mind.
When you wake up in the mornin, baby, look inside your mirror.
You know I wont be next to you, you know I wont be near.
Id just be curious to know if you can see yourself as clear
As someone who has had you on his mind.