The Gift (PRT) - The Mother of My Mother lyrics
[The Gift PRT - The Mother of My Mother lyrics]
Mother, it’s hard, but now she’s gone
Let’s face the truth and carry on
Or dream about her soft hands
The mother of my mother
She was my mother too
I bet she took a smile from you
When you said goodbye to her
For the last time, mother
Mother, it's hard but now she’s gone
Let’s face the truth and carry on
Or let’s go home and drink champagne
So that way we can hide the pain
She gave me love she gave me food
She gave me all her wisdom, too
And now I must reply your love
Describe your values
Your passion to the world
I still have frames around my head
Your lovely smile, your unique smell
Endearing words cannot describe
The pain we felt, the last goodbye
A single mom, a suicide, one only love
The warmest eyes
Your tender words, your lovely flat
The kitchen view, I miss all that
Your crazy son, the stylish one
The pretty woman, she’s my mom
And now the news, please, don’t feel shame
My dear daughter has your name has your name
My dear daughter has your name your name
Mother, it's hard but now she’s gone
Let’s face the truth and carry on
Or let’s go home and drink champagne
So that way we can hide
Oh mother, sweet mother, our mother
The mother of my mother
Let’s face the truth and carry on
Or dream about her soft hands
The mother of my mother
She was my mother too
I bet she took a smile from you
When you said goodbye to her
For the last time, mother
Mother, it's hard but now she’s gone
Let’s face the truth and carry on
Or let’s go home and drink champagne
So that way we can hide the pain
She gave me love she gave me food
She gave me all her wisdom, too
And now I must reply your love
Describe your values
Your passion to the world
I still have frames around my head
Your lovely smile, your unique smell
Endearing words cannot describe
The pain we felt, the last goodbye
A single mom, a suicide, one only love
The warmest eyes
Your tender words, your lovely flat
The kitchen view, I miss all that
Your crazy son, the stylish one
The pretty woman, she’s my mom
And now the news, please, don’t feel shame
My dear daughter has your name has your name
My dear daughter has your name your name
Mother, it's hard but now she’s gone
Let’s face the truth and carry on
Or let’s go home and drink champagne
So that way we can hide
Oh mother, sweet mother, our mother
The mother of my mother