Dear Jessica Brennan,
I love lyrics but I want to be clear…
I’m not a little teapot and I’m not Henry the 8th. I’m not the walrus and you didn’t see me standing there. I’m not the eye of the tiger, I’m not every woman, I am not colour blind, I’m not a rich man or a firework.
I’m not leaving on a jet plane, I’m not titanium and I don’t have to hide my love away. I don’t spin you round, I don’t give love a bad name but I will leave my hat on, if you don’t mind.
Given that I’m not delusional, I don’t believe I can fly nor do I think I’m three times a lady.
I’m not your world, your father figure, your number two, your Wonderwall or your only sunshine. I was however born to love you, but I’m not a rock, although I rock, and so do you.
Love Mum
xo
