every mother's son

life goes on like a carousel

life goes on a never-ending tale

of love reborn

from the cradle warm

a web is spun for every mother's son

life goes on like a spinning wheel

life goes on never standing still

the gods decide how blessed am i

the days to come for every mother's son

and these footprints in the sand maybe nothing grand

but if we leave a mark in somebody's heart

what more can i say

than i was a king for a day

once the web is spun

for every mother's son

life goes on like a tapestry

life goes on each thread a part of me

that master plan of who i am

a day will come for every mother's son

and these footprints in the sand maybe nothing grand

but if we leave a mark in somebody's heart

what more can i say

than i was a king for a day

once the web is spun

for every mother's son

a thorn a winter rose

some highs and then some lows

that's the way it's spun

for every mother's son

every mother's son