

Dear Mom, You taught me right from wrong,
So I dedicate to you
this song... And my world is not the same without you here
I still see your empty rocking chair
I remember baking bread on Sunday mornings
And the quiet
kitchen air
I write this letter to the sky
(mmmmm) To ask the stars the reason why
I miss the garden where we'd walk and talk And how you'd
always dry the tears I'd cry
We used to brush each other's hair at night
Talking 'til the morning brought the light
You showed me how to stand up tall And hold my head
up
through the fight I write this letter to the sky (mmmmm) To
ask the stars the reason why
I miss the garden where we'd walk and talk And how you'd
always
dry the tears I'd cry
I love you, Mom... (ahhhh)