A Mother’s Love
(Toshifumi Hinata/Bill Wray/Diana Ross)
In a world of make believe
You can change all that you see
But in the world of reality
You've taught me all that I need
Time like a river flows
Twisting and turning all the way
Life is an endless road
You've been with me day by day
The only way I can thank you
Is to be the best that I can be
If we hold on together
Just you and me
A mother's love is forever
A mother's love is for free
It doesn't matter if you're good or bad
She's there for whatever you need
In the world of fantasy
Hold on to your dreams
Open up your heart and see
All the love you need is me
Time like a river flows
Twisting and turning all the way
Life is an endless road
You've been with me day by day
You are you and I am me
You've made me all that I am
Heart to heart and hand to hand
Always there to understand
A mother's love is forever
A mother's love is for free
It doesn't matter if you're good or bad
She's there for whatever you need
Doesn't matter if you're good or bad
There's nothing like a mother's love
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