WHEN your down in the dumps and stand out of sightYOU punish yourself when you did no wrong
YOU start to wonder whether it matters
ALONG with your soul , your feelings are gone
THE Savior of the Broken has come along
THE holder of light is what some might say
WITH her Love and care
ONLY she can cast our Demons away
HER face is as wonderful as the bright morning sun
SHE'll always be there one way or another
WHO will make your problems disapear
WHO else could it be but MOTHERs