I woke up one morning,
Thought it was a dream,
Oh my god I was in mourning,
I saw an open coffin,
I seen this sight of tragic death,

So much tears dripping slowly out of my eyes,
I could not concentrate on my task ahead,
I had jobs to do,
Things to do to,
Make this perfect for my mum,
But yet I couldn’t stop crying,

All I thought about was why,
Why her what has she done,
She was a perfect woman,
But yet you took her from all of us,

Then I was told by someone,
Not to worry God takes the best ones young,
But I didn’t understand for a while,
I didn’t understand anything at all for a while,
Till I got my head around it all,
Then I understood it all,

I got up and did my jobs,
To make this perfect for my mum,
This was the way to say “I loved her”,
And let her go into heaven,
So at the close of day,
I did my all jobs,
The way she would want.