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Well there's a hole wearin' 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 wearin' 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
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
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 he says Mama I'm gonna get there someday
Mama I'm gonna get there someday
And I say fly
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
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
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