Mary

The moon would rise outside my window pane

You’d sit by my bed and wash away the rain

Turning the pages of a bedtime story

Filling up the room with a quiet glory

Sweet Mary, my mother, you'd make me smile

With your funny little ways that made it worthwhile

You are my hero, Mom, my very best friend

The one I will lean on right up to the end

Every time you held me and said I was loved

It felt like a blessing from somewhere above

Funny and lovable, tender and true

I owe the best parts of my life to you

When I was little and I'd stumble on the ground

You were the first one to wrap your arms around

Brushing the dust off a scraped-up knee

With a hug and a kiss, you would comfort me

You dried every tear before it even fell

With that sweet, loving spirit I know so well

You are my hero, Mom, my very best friend

The one I will lean on right up to the end

Every time you held me and said I was loved

It felt like a blessing from somewhere above

Funny and lovable, tender and true

I owe the best parts of my life to you

The years have moved on and the chapters have turned

But I hold onto every sweet lesson I learned

I still need your hugs when I stumble and fall

'Cause my beautiful mother, you outshine them all

Yes, you are my hero, Mom, my very best friend

The one I will lean on right up to the end

Every time you held me and said I was loved

It felt like a blessing from somewhere above

Funny and lovable, tender and true

Oh Mary, I owe my whole life to you