Mother’s Day

It was Mother's Day When you came clean We let the car run under the overpass Like when we were teens You said it ground you down You said you'd made a mess You said your world was gray And the kids were the only color that was left I think I spoke too soon I always hate it when you cry I should've told you then What I'm writing now It kept me up all night You're gonna be fine Mother's Day comes and goes Summer will be here soon To chase the chill away We'll chase regret out with the ghosts You're gonna be fine Give it some time and you'll see You'll have these East Coast springs Three headstrong kids You'll have Jesus And you'll have me You're gonna be fine It was a parking lot Near that South Carolina dive I came unglued I freaked you out Let the bees out of the hive I let it go too long Long past the point of fun I hadn't gotten it all out of my system yet I said I'd move home, I was done I think I spoke too soon I always hate to make you cry Like on Mother's Day When you told me again Folks like us are never satisfied But we're gonna be fine Just like you told me before Oh I can pick back up and get to work Or I could walk right out the door But we're gonna be fine It took Carolina to see We'll have heads like hives on Mother's Day So thank your Jesus for the bees We're gonna be fine On Mother's Day We're gonna be fine On Mother's Day We're gonna be fine