Sierra Cursive

[Verse 1]
In the desert, where the cities are made of gold
There's a girl playing hopscotch with pink ribbon pigtails
And her mom calls out from an apartment balcony
"Come on, baby! Your bath is ready!
It's almost time for sleep!"

[Chorus]
And I wonder, who's the father....
And I wonder what they call her - Sierra

[Verse 2]
Does her mother smoke, or does she jog every morning?
Does she drink when she thinks about me?
Or doesn't she need to drink?
Does she have a man who works a nine to five?
Does he come home to kiss our young Sierra
Tuck her in and say goodnight?

[Chorus]
And an extra kiss for mama
I want that kiss, that kid, that apartment

[Bridge]
I'm ready to settle down now
So get that man out of my bed
I want my daughter back now
I want to kiss her, tuck her in, and say
"Goodnight, my baby girl, Sierra"