She got me tickets for the long night fun,
And I once screamed at her.
So now I’m stuck in a guilt trap,
Crying over things I did before.
Prettier than angels, prettier than anyone,
Heart of an empress, she is my magical mum.
Knitting sweaters in the winter snow,
Her hands were cold, to keep us warm.
I got the spark in her eyes
but my heart is still uncontrollable.