You’ll end up crying. With your mothers eyes. Pretend you can’t see yourself. Could have been better. Could have been worse. You could have been yourself. Brought up in mom’s arms. Nowhere to fall. Now you’re out climbing. Taking it all. You’ll end up crying. With your mothers eyes. Suffer that moments pain. Could have been better. Could have been worse. Lost in your love for more. Now you’re out climbing. And you should know. You’ll end up crying. Wherever you may go. Brought up in mom’s arms. Nowhere to fall. Now you’re out climbing. Climbing to fall. You’ll end up crying. With your mothers eyes. Something is lost from the start. Could have been better. Could have been worse. You’re going to need me there.