Every Tear A Mother Cries

Ida:
Everytime I turn around
I expect you to appear,
Everyone may call my name
But it's your voice that I hear
Every moment that you're gone
Is a moment dark and gray,
Every tear a Mother cries is a dream that's washed away.
Every day seems to be
More empty than the last,
Everywhere the sun once shone
A shadow has been cast
Every moment that you're gone
Is a moment dark and gray,
Every tear a Mother cries is a dream that's washed away.
Every moment seems an hour,
Every hour lasts a day,
Every tear a Mother cries is a dream that's washed away...