My mother was the most creative, fantastic person and would come up with great things for us to do. She’d buy art supplies and all of us would sit around painting. I was lucky.
CHER
What am I supposed to do, Sit around and wait for you? Well I can’t do that, And there’s no turning back. I need time to move on, I need love to feel strong. Cause I’ve got time to think it through, And maybe I’m too good for you!
