Alex Mak - I love you mom

Mom, I rarely speak of love, this true
So hear these words, they're long overdue
I just grew up, I built these walls you see
But you still know you mean the world to me
Left home too young, 16 maybe less
Couldn't talk about my feelings, made a mess
Every conversation stuck inside my chest
So I roamed the world with no rest
Rented rooms and strangers on the roads
Never learned to share the load
We are now at Upper Session Road
Mom, I rarely speak of love, this true