MOM HALO RIDE” Verse 1 Four little voices in a morning storm Backpacks flying, cereal on the floor Coffee’s cold but the vision’s warm We’re building something worth fighting for One girl bold with a fearless laugh One boy wild with a clever plan Independent hearts on their own two paths Already bigger than we understand And we’re holding it all with open hands Pre-Chorus It’s loud, it’s messy, it’s beautiful chaos Some days we bend but we never break Two grown hearts trying to hold the compass While raising a future we can’t fake Chorus This is the Mom Halo ride Arms wide, hearts open, side by side Raising dreamers who don’t apologize Strong and silly with fire in their eyes We’re building more than a life — We’re building legacy Through the tears and the laughter Through the wild energy Yeah this is the Mom Halo ride And we’re growing up right beside them Verse 2 Henry watches, quiet and sharp Sees the world like a circuit board Doesn’t speak much — but he marks Every pattern we can’t ignore He’s ahead of the curve, already wired Tech in his hands like second nature Future thinker, steady and tired Of small talk — he’s built for greater Then Ruben’s wobbling across the room Tiny hands reaching for his crew Still learning steps but he’ll be running soon Ready to chase whatever they do Pre-Chorus 2 And we’re laughing through the sleepless nights Whispering “are we doing this right?” Two parents holding the line Raising an army with love as the fight Chorus This is the Mom Halo ride Arms wide, hearts open, side by side Raising leaders who don’t play small Teaching them how to stand up tall We’re building more than routines — We’re building belief Through scraped knees and big ideas Through joy and grief Yeah this is the Mom Halo ride And we’re growing up right beside them Bridge (Softer, reflective) Some days we’re barely holding it together Bills, dreams, and bedtime prayers But they don’t see the pressure They see love — and that’s what matters We’re not perfect We’re just present And that’s enough Final Chorus (Lifted, bigger) This is the Mom Halo ride Four bright stars lighting the sky Independent, strong, and free Becoming who they’re meant to be We’re building more than a home — We’re building a tribe Through every season Through every stride Yeah this is the Mom Halo ride And one day they’ll look back and know We held it together While letting them grow
