New Mama
Neil Young
New Mama's got a son in her eye; no clouds are in my changin' sky. Each mornin' when I wake up to rise I'm livin' in a dreamland. Changin' times ancient reasons that turn to lies. Throw them all away. Head in hand got a gift of wonders to understand and open all the way. New Mama's got a son in her eye; no clouds are in my changin' sky. Each mornin' when I wake up to rise I'm livin' in a dreamland.