EVERY MOTHER LOVES HER CHILDREN
Ranjan Dharmaraja
Saw you cry when he was leaving
You know that’s what mothers do
Did you think your work was over?
Did you say, “He’s (still) my boy”?
I know I’ve seen it all in pictures
Books and magazines or – movies
How a young heart runs behind her
Their mother and their dreams.
CHORUS
Every mother loves her children
Hates to have to see them go
You never talk about my childhood
All the things you’ve seen that mothers only feel and never know
Did you think it turns out this way?
Did you have your own dreams?
I know you could have been a stranger
I know you could have been my friend
Oh, you must have been a fighter
Children falling by your side
Young men dying for their country
Mothers living for their child
CHORUS
Every mother loves her children
Hates to have to see them go
You never talk about my childhood
All the things you’ve seen that mothers only feel and never know
