She's the one

Four years old with dirt on my face

I'd been out in the yard pickin' dandelions all day.

I burst through the front door when i'd gathered enough

To give to my mom to show her my love.

When I held out my hand, she looked down at me

She said, "I've never seen flowers as beautiful as these."

She's the one who told me about Jesus.

She's the one who taught me to sing. 

She deserves an armful of roses, 

But she's satisfied with a handful of weeds. 

Now that i'm older and out on my own, 

I wish I could find more time to make it back home. 

I could have done better, I know in my heart

Than to scribble a note on a last minute card

But then she called on the phone and the first thing she said, 

is "i've read this card over and over again." 

She's the one who told me about Jesus.

She's the one who taught me to sing. 

She deserves an armful of roses, 

But she's satisfied with a handful of weeds. 

She knows what true love means

And I want her to know what she means to me

She's more than satisfied with a handful of weeds.