Mars
Well there's a hole
Wearing through this couch of mine
And all of the cushions are falling out
One little piece at a time
You might see yourself in me
But I don't see nobody I know
This isn't the way I figured it would be
When I figured it a long time ago
A long time ago
Well there's a rule
Me and my little boy have
You've got to say 'I love you' before you close your eyes
And he can dream himself to sleep and I can pray or cry
One thing I have taught him well is to never wonder why
Why wonder why
I see Mars
Reflecting in my little boy's brown eyes
And he says "Mama, I'm going to get there someday"
"Mama, I'm going to get there someday"
And I say "fly"
Well, you can hold
The whole entire world in your hands
Or you can borrow all of your lessons from me
Well life is not a question son, I tell him life is just a dream
And it's not as bad as it looks right now,
Because nothing's as bad as it seems
Not as it seems
I see Mars
Reflecting in my little boy's brown eyes
And he says "Mama, I'm going to get there someday"
"Mama, I'm going to get there someday"
I see Mars
Reflecting in my little boy's brown eyes
And he says "Mama, I'm going to get there someday"
"Mama, I'm going to get there someday"
And I say "fly"
Well, there's a hole
Wearing through this heart of mine
And all of the filling is falling out one little piece at a time
But I see Mars
Reflecting in my little boy's brown eyes
And he says "Mama, I'm going to get there someday"
"Mama, I'm going to get there someday"
And I say "fly"
I know you can fly
Wearing through this couch of mine
And all of the cushions are falling out
One little piece at a time
You might see yourself in me
But I don't see nobody I know
This isn't the way I figured it would be
When I figured it a long time ago
A long time ago
Well there's a rule
Me and my little boy have
You've got to say 'I love you' before you close your eyes
And he can dream himself to sleep and I can pray or cry
One thing I have taught him well is to never wonder why
Why wonder why
I see Mars
Reflecting in my little boy's brown eyes
And he says "Mama, I'm going to get there someday"
"Mama, I'm going to get there someday"
And I say "fly"
Well, you can hold
The whole entire world in your hands
Or you can borrow all of your lessons from me
Well life is not a question son, I tell him life is just a dream
And it's not as bad as it looks right now,
Because nothing's as bad as it seems
Not as it seems
I see Mars
Reflecting in my little boy's brown eyes
And he says "Mama, I'm going to get there someday"
"Mama, I'm going to get there someday"
I see Mars
Reflecting in my little boy's brown eyes
And he says "Mama, I'm going to get there someday"
"Mama, I'm going to get there someday"
And I say "fly"
Well, there's a hole
Wearing through this heart of mine
And all of the filling is falling out one little piece at a time
But I see Mars
Reflecting in my little boy's brown eyes
And he says "Mama, I'm going to get there someday"
"Mama, I'm going to get there someday"
And I say "fly"
I know you can fly
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Writer(s): Mc Kenna Lori
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