Testo di 'After All' di Christine Ebersole

What would a mother not do for her child
What lengths would a mother not go
There’s a bond that exists between mother and child
With no end to how strong it can grow
It’s a promise for life between mother and child
It begins from the moment of birth
And you're shaken you to your soul
With an ache you’ve never known
And you look into their eyes
And find you’re looking in your own

And there’s a pain you can’t imagine
A special kind of torture you can feel
A cut that bleeds from somewhere deep inside you
A past regret you can not heal
And no one guesses all the while you’re praying
The screaming little stranger in your arms
Might just grow up and save you after all
Might just grow up and save you after all

What would a mother not do for her child
What heights would a mother not climb
There’s a bond that exists between mother
And child and it only goes deeper with time
It’s a promise for life between mother and child
And to break it there’s no greater pain
And you’re shaken to your soul
With an ache that can’t erase
Like the tears you never cried but still keep scrubbing off your face
Cause there’s a pain you can’t imagine
A little talk that keeps you wide awake
That somehow turns to bold determination
That you’ll never make the same mistake
And so you vow to feed your little future
Assuring that her talent, poise, and charm
Might just grow up and save you after all
Might just grow up and save you after all

Some dreams die upon the vine
Some they never have a chance
Sweeter than the sweetest wine
That mine becomes
The Queen of France

And there's relief you can’t imagine
That fills up every sinew, bone, and nerve
To know that you can get out of this hellhole
And finally live the life that you deserve
And suddenly the past you knew would haunt you
And all of the regret you didn’t show
Might just grow up and save you after all
Might just grow up and save you
Might just grow up you save you after all

What would a mother not do for her child
What lengths would a mother not go
There’s a bond that exists between mother and child
Ah, but then again
How would you know?