Europe – A Mother’s Son
There’s light a different kind of light
When we close we close our eyes
There’s a place a distant kind of place
We can’t let go just can’t let go
There’s a faith a stronger kind of faith
It makes you try just a little harder
There’s a time a lonely kind of time
When you know you simply know
That you just can’t fake it
A mother’s son knows he never walks alone
No matter what he’s become
Hard as he tries he can never give it back
Life’s to short for a mother’s son
There’s a range a silent kind of rage
It makes you live out on the edge
There’s a pain a different kind of pain
Knowing time will change everything
You just can’t fake it
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