In the doorway, Just outside the room There's my mother, Standing like a shadow Is she moving? Does she move the air? Is that rose water coming from the doorway In the kitchen, Mary on the wall And her stockings, Drying on the basin Is she singing? Do I know the song? Can I sing it? Can I sing it with her? All your motions Everithing you knew In the pocket of your apron In the mirror, Does that smile belong to you? Can I keep it with me? I can see you standing in the hall I can hear you sing "Everyday is mother's day" Will she hear it? Will she hear the song? Can I sing it? Can I sing it for her? Can I sing it? Can I sing it for her?