See the girl, see her get married
See her travel ‘round the world and build a family of her own
Can you see the light that surrounds them?
It comes from deep within her
She’s got the gift of showing all her love, love, love
Things went wrong, without warning
A ship without a captain; alone with three young children
But the light was strong, like a beacon
And it filled our world with safety
And we felt the warmth and comfort of its love, love, love
Simple love
I will raise my glass and raise my voice
I will fill them both with love
Every day’s Thanksgiving from now on
And I thank the Lord above
She’s the Mom, she’s the Granny
She’s the friend and she’s the Sister, the favorite Aunt and Neighbor
She’s the glue, holds us together
She’s the one who’ll give you everything and never ask for anything
And the light; it came shining through
My God she is a fighter, ‘cause it’s burning so much brighter
With her love, love, love
Simple love
I will raise my glass and raise my voice
I will fill them both with love
Every day’s Thanksgiving from now on
And I thank the Lord above
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