My mom has raised me to be a young man
Caring and tending to my greatest needs
She works so hard to teach me how to plan
Teaching me why and when to do good deeds
Now I see my mother is very sick
Sick in the center of her amazing heart
And I wish I could do a magic trick
So that we never have to be apart
Now I realize she might be soon long gone
But I hope it will all be quite alright
If she doesn’t live to see the next dawn
I will look into eyes of my worst fright
Then fall on my knees in order to pray
To make the sickness from hell go away