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