She rose with the Sun through the broken blinds Hands worn and weary, but fire in her mind Two little faces gave her wings to fly Though the world got heavy, she would never cry He swore he'd stay but he faded away His footsteps an echo in the cold light of day She wove her dreams with threads of grace Was mother, was father, took every place She held up the sky with her own two hands Built up castles from the shifting sands With a kiss she healed every tear that fell A warrior, a shelter, a story to tell Long work hours, not a word of complaint Planting hope in hearts, painting dreams with paint No greater gift than the love she gave Strong as the oak, gentle as a wave She held up the sky with her own two hands Built up castles from the shifting sands With a kiss she healed every tear that fell A warrior, a shelter, a story to tell