How do you describe a woman who you hold so dear?
How to you thank the lady who brought you here
How can I say thank you enough
How can I make up for the times when it was tough?
It doesn’t matter how you it is spelt
What matters to me are the things which you have dealt?
You make it so easy, when I want to cry, you know when I’m truthful and when I tell lies
You’ve dealt with so much, when I was a wee boy
You tried to stay positive, buying me uniforms and new toys
No matter how I try, there is no easy way
To thank you for being you, each and every day