I know that it's your birthday, we're singing songs to you
I love to light the candles like we always do
But I've gotta say this Christmas, my mind is on another
Sometimes I think about your mother
She was only 16, probably long brown hair
Walking in her sandals, I wish that I'd been there
I wonder if she wondered if you should've chose another
Sometimes I think about your mother
Was she tough or was she tender?
Did you listen when she'd speak?
Oh, I'll bet you drove her crazy when you wouldn't go to sleep
I'm sure we had a lot in common, I bet I would've loved her
Yeah, sometimes I think about your mother
I've got my own little boy now, he's running like the wind
Eyes as bright as stars, oh, the world must seem so big
I wonder if she looked at you and felt the same way that I do
Oh, sometimes I think about your mother
Was she tough or was she tender?
Did you listen when she'd speak?
Oh, I'll bet you drove her crazy when you wouldn't go to sleep
I'm sure we had a lot in common, I bet I would've loved her
Yeah, sometimes I think about your mother
Did she know where you were headed?
Did she know what you would do?
When she watched you give your life, did it break her heart in two?
She might say she's nothing special, just the same as anyone
But what's it like to be the mother of God?
I know that it's your birthday, and we're singing songs to you
But I see the story different now that I'm a mama too
So I've gotta say this Christmas, my mind is on another
Yeah, sometimes I think about your mother
Oh, sometimes I think about your mother
