It's just another Sunday:
Go to church, take a nap,
Except reminders everywhere
That a child's not in my lap.
"Stand up, all you Moms!
Here's a rose for all you mothers!"
While I sit here in my pew --
Just a Sunday like all others.
Don't forget me sitting here --
a longing in my heart --
It's not like other Sundays;
Today I'm not a part.
