Sharon

Sharon, I am still wearin The braid that you wove into my hair And that was years ago, but they'd never know Cus I take your braid wherever I go Sharon, I've been preparin For the day that you walk through the door Cus I've grown my hair long, as long as you stay gone Ready for your braid once more Sharon, our mama's swearin At the empty outline on your bed And I'm headin to the salon in heaven Just to have you braid my hair again