Flowers for the Living, Meagan McNeal, Harold Green - Momma's Kitchen Lyrics

Pink flowers
Out my window pane
Let me know that you are here
With all this mass deception
It's hard to live without fear

Every day another fight
Scared to live and scared to die
Don't know how much more I can take
Though my feet are weary I
I know that I've gotta find a way
And then I'm reminded by

My mama's kitchen
Warm Cheddar biscuits
My baby singin'
When he thinks no one's listenin'
My mama's kitchen
With Stevie spinnin'
Those little things remind me of the existence of
Love
Love
Love
Love

Pink flowers
On the boulevard
As I watched the clouds roll by
With all these distractions
We tend to lose our sense of time

Every day another fight
Scared to live and scared to die
Don't know how much more I can take
Though my feet are weary I
I know that I've gotta find a way
And then I'm reminded by

My mama's kitchen
Warm Cheddar biscuits
My baby singin'
When he thinks no one's listenin'
My mama's kitchen
With Stevie spinnin
Those little things remind me of the existence of
Love
Love
Love
Love

Take a second
Inhale
Wrap yourself in that familiar smell
The aroma of Alaga syrup
Peach cobbler pulling you in
Love at it's purest
We all trying to leave an imprint
Like knuckles on kneaded dough
Forks in the crust of apple pie
Little we hated
But should've appreciated
Like Granny getting that crust outta our eye
Telling us the devil is a lie
Just so we live in our truth
Them hugs gave new meaning to soul food
Edified and sanctified
These moments get magnified
Every time the world tries
To make you forget
The first time you looked love in it's eyes
And became
A pupil
My momma and grandmomma
Taught me how food can say I love you
Surprise cornbread
With currency wrapped in tin foil
Fruit pizzas
When other classmates only had cupcakes
For their birthday
Thank you for teaching me that I'm special
Hopefully
I returned
The favor

My mama's kitchen
Warm Cheddar biscuits
My baby singin'
When he thinks no one's listenin'
My mama's kitchen
With Stevie spinnin
Those little things remind me of the existence of
Love
Love
Love
Love

Love
Love
Love
Love