Im not your mother,
But I see you as mine.
I held your hand as you sat there
With tears in your eyes.
A kiss on the forehead
As we say goodnight,
The world will grow quiet
And the stars shining bright.
Oh I’m not your mother,
But I see you as mine.
A gift sent from heaven
Bathed in soft prayer,
Not born from my body,
But held just as dear.
No i'm not your mother,
But I’ll stand in that fire,
I’ll hush all your worries
And soothe your small cries.
All that I am,
Is yours to hold.
I'll take on the world,
So you don't feel alone
Sleep now, my love,
The night will be kind.
Oh I’m not your mother,
But I see you as mine.