Porchlight Warming

Verse 1 Morning light on the window, Coffee warming on the stove, I can still feel your kindness In every place I go. You made the hard days softer, You made the dark days bright, You had a way of holding on And making wrong things right. Chorus Happy Mother’s Day, Mom, You’re the heart that feels like home. You’re the voice I carry with me Everywhere I roam. And no matter where life takes me, Or how far I have gone, Your love is like a porch light That’s always shining on. Verse 2 Up in Port Angeles, Where the water meets the sky, I think of you and Dad there As the soft clouds drift on by. You taught me love is patient, That grace can still be strong, That family is a melody You keep singing all life long. Chorus Happy Mother’s Day, Mom, You’re the heart that feels like home. You’re the voice I carry with me Everywhere I roam. And no matter where life takes me, Or how far I have gone, Your love is like a porch light That’s always shining on. Bridge And folks who stay beneath your roof Can feel your welcome too, But nobody’s been blessed as much As we’ve been blessed by you. Final Chorus Happy Mother’s Day, Mom, You’re the heart that feels like home. You’re the gentle kind of beauty That only love can know. From Port Angeles to my own heart, One thing will always be true: Every good thing I know of love, I learned by watching you.