Every day the sun comes up
Like the day before
Every day I fill my cup
Stand up straight and walk through the door
Every day my mother's voice
Talks to me
Every day I make my choice
What to do and how to be
And every day I build my life
On her sacrifice
And every day I face my strife
But I know where to go for advice
Ooh, many roads I could have gone down
Many, many ways to disappear
And every day I hear the sound
Of her voice right by my ear
So clear, so clear
She taught me to be strong
I guess I got lucky
Now I’ve got a dance and I’ve got a song
They can’t take that way away from me
