Mom I wish you were here with us Moving out of this house Sorry I ain't been in better touch Things are 'bout to come down Maybe a little too much No Michelle's still the best and You should see the kids They remind us of you Well sure but I ain't losing sleep over it They could never undo All the good that we did I'm proud of the time I spent here But yeah I'd take another four years I believe the country might too Anyway mama, wondering if you know How a man like me learns to let go Of the dream that's all done coming true Child the thing about dreams Is that when one of them ends Another one starts Hasten to the bosom of Your sweet family and friends We will tend to your heart Rest your head upon us child There's no need to pretend this isn't hard But you're not alone The dream's done coming true for us as well Mom I hear you wherever you are And I'm lucky to be my mother's son Waiting in the dark at the end of a dream For the next dream to start