It's hard to remember, Summer or Winter,
when she hasn't been
there for me, a friend and companion, I can
always depend on, my
mother, that's who I need.
I've taken for granted, the seeds that
she's planted, she's always
behind every thing, a teacher, a seeker, a
both arms outreacher,
my mother, that's who I need.
Wish I could slow down, the hands of time,
and keep things the way
they are, if she said so, I would give her
the world, if I could, I would.
My love and my laughter, from here ever
after, is all that she says
that she needs, a friend and companion, I
can always depend on, my
mother, that's who I need, my mother,
that's who I need, that's who I
need.