[Intro ] Mom… I brought you a moment. [Verse 1 ] I talk to you in quiet rooms, where evening learns my name. Your picture doesn’t answer back— but glass still holds a flame. You’re in the mirror, thin as mist, a mirage I can’t control. Some days you feel like snowfall, some days like shaking stone. And I’m here for something simple, something life won’t let me do: to say, “This is my forever,” and let her stand with you. [Pre-Chorus] I practice words like runes in dust, then watch them disappear. My throat becomes a doorway when I’m brave enough to fear. [Chorus ] Mom, in the mirror—stay a little while. Let me make us three in the same small light. You gave me the breath when I was brand new… and she gives me the fire to carry it through. I can’t rewrite the ending, I can’t make time be fair— but I can bring her to you like you were standing there. [Verse 2 | wonder + pagan/esoteric, daily love] No one will ever be you no one wears your face. You live in my marrow, you keep your holy place. And her… she’s wonder in motion, soft hands, fierce mind the kind who sees a moonlit leaf and starts to shine. She loves old roads and old gods, not altars, not polite Celtic knots in candle smoke, north-songs in the night. I love her sensitivity the way she trembles, true. I love her laugh, her awe, her smile… Mom, I love her all day through. [Pre-Chorus 2 ] So if the veil can listen, if the silent can forgive— lend me one clean heartbeat where this dream can almost live. [Chorus ] Mom, in the mirror stay a little while. Let me make us three in the same small light. You gave me the breath when I was brand new… and she gives me the fire to carry it through. I can’t rewrite the ending, I can’t make time be fair— but I can bring her to you like you were standing there. [Bridge — ] Oak and ash, keep watch— stone and river, hear me. I’m not asking for a miracle, only witness. Let her be seen by the woman who made me. Let her be blessed by the love that raised me. Not a replacement—never that— just two true fires in the same dark. Mom… take my voice as an offering. I lay it on the mirror like a wreath of laurel. I swear—every second— I choose her. I choose love. [Final ] Mom, in the mirror—stay a little while. Let me make us three in the same small light. You gave me the breath when I was brand new… and she gives me the fire to carry it through. I can’t rewrite the ending, I can’t make time be fair— but I can love her loudly… like you were standing there. Like you were standing there. [Outro | stripped back, whisper] Mom… meet my forever. In the glass. In the glow.
