Six Weeks Every Summer Lyrics

Hopelessly, the ghost of me sinks down into a chair
And underneath the cushion, there's a ribbon from her hair
A crumpled up reminder that my daughter's only here
For six weeks every summer, Christmas every other year

The role of part-time mother is the toughest role I play
My name's up there in neon lights, but what a price to pay
The only thing it cost was giving up our "used-to-be's"
And a little angel baby... by the name of ____

Bravely I step back into my room, it's only cheap veneer
And I die inside till summertime and Christmas time is near
When up the stairs runs all my prayers yelling
"Momma, its me, I'm here"
For six weeks every summer, Christmas every other year

Just found a note my darlin wrote, she left it by the phone
She knew I'd need some extra strength to face the night alone
It says, "I'll always love you, mom... although I'm only here
For six weeks every summer, Christmas every other year"

I'd gladly give up all my fame
If only I could hear
My daughter call me "Mommy"
Every morning of the year.