Lyric

Morning light through stained glass flows

Touching her cheeks in tender glows

Milk-white breeze, her apron sways

Whispers love from older days

Patterns bloom in silent grace

Promises drawn in floral lace

This world is Mama’s song

Every flower sings along

In lines of Art Nouveau

Life begins to glow

Her smile paints the air

A season born right there

Afternoon through crystal falls

Golden rain on gentle walls

Her hands catch springtime’s hue

Drawing dreams in pastel blue

A child’s voice softly calls

Through time’s unfolding halls

This world is Mama’s song

Her apron holds the dawn

She plants her dreams in bloom

Where hearts find room

Her laughter lights the way

And turns the night to day

Everyone seeks a place to belong

Yet love has been here all along

In the garden’s curving tune

She whispers, “Love won’t fade too soon.”

This world is Mama’s song

Where every soul belongs

Her dress swirls through the room

In curves of bloom

Her voice forever near—

Love will keep us here

Love will keep us here

Love will keep us here