I remember when you told me “Don’t name your kids after me”
but that would leave a great big hole in the family tree
it’s really not such an atrocious name . . .
when I remember your soft gentle face
My mother is who you are . . .
and “Bertha Wilhelmina” is pearls covered with lace
Chorus: And you’re still so much a part of me
it’s from you I got my identity
though you weren’t there to show me how to be
I can feel your spirit move – movin’ through me
Don’t ya wish somehow
we could’ve altered that untimely fate
seems amazin’ that my heart didn’t just fill up with hate
losin’ you so long ago – it still wounds me so . . .
now I’m just lettin’ it bleed . . .
healin’ with the help of your love the wounded child in me
Chorus:
And you’re still so much a part of me
it’s from you I got my identity
though you weren’t there to show me how to be
I can feel your spirit move – movin’ through me
I never knew I looked so like you
you left me as a little girl
became a woman I wish you knew
photographs of you yesterday – I resemble today
the essence of your beauty will sparkle within me always
Chorus:
And you’re still so much a part of me
it’s from you I got my identity
though you weren’t there to show me how to be
I can feel your spirit move – movin’ through me
I can feel your spirit move – movin’ through me
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