Stanley Ann

Mom, I wish you were here with us
Moving out of this house
Sorry I ain't been in better touch
Things are 'bout to come down
Maybe a little too much

No, Michelle's still the best, and you should see the kids
They remind us of you
Well, sure, but I ain't losing sleep over it
They could never undo
All the good that we did

I'm proud of the time I spent here
But, yeah, I'd take another four years
I believe the country might too
Anyway, mama, wondering if you know
How a man like me learns to let go
Of the dream that's all done coming true, hmm

Child, the thing about dreams is that
When one of them ends, another one starts
Hasten to the bosom of your sweet family and friends
We will tend to your heart

Rest your head upon us, child
There's no need to pretend this isn't hard (ooh, ooh)
But you're not alone
The dream's done coming true for us as well

Mom, I hear you wherever you are
And I'm lucky to be
My mother's son
Waiting in the dark at the end of a dream
For the next dream to start