Growing up in the Bronx on Jerome Avenue by Fordham Road, Alicia was the type of Puerto Rican girl who believed that life is what you make of it. She was raised by her mother Mariposa who had been abandoned by Alicia’s father when she was just a baby.
When the news came that you were having my child
I had deep emotions words just couldn’t explain
The joy I felt it really touched feelings inside
I’m so glad that you’re my wife
Just close your eyes and feel the breeze
Can't you feel your living in a world of ageless time
Where there’s bitterness in the air over flown with out peace
With only worry or no-one to care, except for you my child, for you are one of my own