She said, "Your coat isn't new but it's gonna be clean Stand up for yourself and say what you mean Look at me when I'm talkin' to you I'm talking to you." I might work like dog, I might swear like a sailor I've loved her and fought her and sometimes failed her But I always come home to the rooms my mother made Don't be afraid to look behind you And take what's worth taking Leave what needs leaving behind I've washed the newborn and held hands with the dying Howled with the laughing, embraced the grieving There's so much to gain and so much to lose along the way Yet I was born a woman and proud to be so Glad that I've learned what I needed to know But I always come home to the rooms my mother made. Don't be afraid to look behind you And take what's worth taking Leave what needs leaving behind When I stand up I can stand up strong I can burn like a coal and say what I mean I can cradle my lover's head like a treasure Whisper something fearlessly tender I always come home I always come home I always come home to the rooms my mother made