Mother’s Day-MORTAL

She is someone easy to believe in, My mother, my faith, She is moon-glow when the night has fallen, My path-light, my way, I could not wait; why should I wait to tell her? She is shelter when the storms are coming, My weather, my rain, She is destination when I’m always running, I love her that way, I could not wait; how could I wait to tell her? And though I’ve shown her, many times, the love she’s brought into my life, I’ll never know how much it would mean if I had told her everything, yeah. She’s someone easy to remember, I love her that way, How could I wait? How could I wait? We cannot second guess our fate, fate. [[Category:Christian industrial/dance]] [[Category:Mortal]]

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