Cindy

There are Mama's Boy's and Daddy's Girls but I wonder if the world knows 

How important my relationship with my mom is

My mom is a woman that has never demanded the things she's owed

Who's gone through life not caring is she really lives

Because she's got a family that needs to be taken care of and that's what she's going to do

She may not be able to work but she's going to try

Me and my brother Jack, and I know she cares about my dad even though they're through

She's all I got sometimes and she's the first person to hold me when I cry

Her name is Cindy and she's always loved to sing to me

It's really Cynthia, but she'll make sure you never call her that twice

Tells me everyday that I'm on my way to who I'm going to be

Makes me promise that I'm not going to throw my life away like a pair of dice

See I'm writing a letter to Websters to put her picture next to the word strong

Even though she probably wouldn't believe it anyway

I wonder sometimes what I'll do when she's gone, probably beg her to take me along

But she'll smile and wipe both our tears, tell me to live another day

My mom is more than my mother, she is my best friend

I'll never understand how someone so inspiring always gets the short straw 

She's the one that convinced me that my life doesn't have to end

She's the one who taught me that life isn't the luck of the draw

It's hard work and the love of those around me that's going to get me though

I don't know where there is, but as long as she's a part of it I'm good

If it's a deserted island she'll be the first to figure out what to do

I'd give her the world if I could

Her name is Cindy, and she's always loved to sing to me