Peter! Honey, I was just gonna call you
There’s something that you need to know
Gone a week, I miss you already
I’m just gonna spit it out
How are rehearsals going?
You probably guessed it years ago
Still it’s kinda hard to say
Peter, we’re so excited about the play!
It’s something that I’ve spent so long not saying
I called your father; he swore he’d be there
Sometimes it’s on the tip on my tongue
But only spoken aloud, alone while I’m praying
I’d like to tape it but honestly Peter, I’m not gonna be one of those parents
All I ask is an open mind
Peter, perhaps now isn’t the best time…
It’s such a lonely bridge to cross
I’m taking Nana to lunch
I search for answers on my own
She’s so proud of you, Peter
And find that I’m completely lost
(spoken)
Mom, please don’t say anything else. Just listen. I don’t know where to start.
God, I can’t get the words out; It’s like they’re all jumbled together.
Mom, I love you and—
Berkley took their wait list
When they called I almost died
Would you really go to Berkley?
I didn’t know that you’d applied…
Mom, please listen to me…
Where did Notre Dame go?
I didn’t know that you withdrew
People will be disappointed
Have you really thought this through?
Mom, this is important
Mom, you need to listen
Please don’t shut me out here
Mom, you need to see me
Peter, please I’m so busy here;
Let me call you later dear
God this is so hard to say
I’m so afraid you’ll turn away
Mom, I’m—
Peter, please, I need a break
Whatever it is we’ll have to wait
I’m going to hang up now
I really need to hang up now
Don’t hang up, this took such courage
I’m dying here, I’m all alone
I know you know you know what I’m saying
Just let me tell you:
Mom, I’m—
Peter, please, I can’t solve all your problems
Mother you know nothing of them
And I’m not expecting you to find solutions
Just be my Mom and my friend
See me…
I assure you I’m in no state of mind to discuss anything right now
I’ve been waiting to tell you this since I was twelve
Peter, I’m going to go now
You don’t want to hear it
You don’t want to see me
Can’t bear to see me
Peter you tend to dramatize
There’s a reason for that mother:
Open your eyes…
Peter, please, I have to go now
I really need to go right now
I’ll call you
When mom, when are you going to call?
Soon, Peter, this week, this weekend…
We can work this out together!
Maybe before then you’ll work whatever this is out…
This is always on my mind
I have so much on my mind
Please don’t hang up…
I have to go
Please, see me