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• Artiste: Lori McKenna
• Titre: Mars
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There's a hole wearing through this couch of mine And all 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 There's a rule me and my little boy have You've got to say 'I love you' before you close your eyes Then he can dream himself to sleep and I can pray or cry One thing I have taught him well is to never wonder why why wonder why I see Mars, reflecting in my little boy's brown eyes And he says "Mama, I'm going to 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 Life is not a lesson son, I tell him life is just a dream And it's not as bad as it looks right now, but 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 going to get there some- Mama, I'm going to 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 piece at a time, but... I see Mars, reflecting in my little boy's brown eyes And he says "Mama, I'm going to get there some - Mama I'm going to get there someday" And I say "Fly. I know you can FLY."