(no subject)
before the day you were born, my mother prayed for you
she didn't know your name, or the color of your hair
but she knew you were made for me, to be my lover and my friend
my mother she always knew, what i was meant to be
she could see it in my eyes, when she looked deep into
i was meant to love, to love, to love
she didn't know your name, or the color of your hair
but she knew you were made for me, to be my lover and my friend
my mother she always knew, what i was meant to be
she could see it in my eyes, when she looked deep into
i was meant to love, to love, to love