Mars - Lori McKenna

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 play or cry

One thing I have taught him well is to never wonder why

Why, wonder why

And I see Mars reflecting in my little boy’s brown eyes

And he says, «Mama, I’m gonna get there someday

Mama I’m gonna 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

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 gonna get there someday

Mama I’m gonna get there someday»

I see Mars reflecting in my little boy’s brown eyes

And he says, «Mama, I’m gonna get there someday

Mama I’m gonna 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 gonna get there someday

Mama, I’m gonna get there someday»

And I say, «Fly, I know you can fly»