If Your Mother Were Here

Well, Charlie, there may be a hole in the roof but, maybe
We'll see a shooting star, and we can make a wish on it!
Don't waste a wish on me
Oh, Charlie...

If your mother were here
She would say, "That one's Mars"
She would hang you the moon and then she'd bottle the stars
She would say, "Brush your teeth, is that dirt behind your ear?"
You'd be dreaming if your mother were here
Evening, love
Evening, love!
How is he?
Not good. Maybe you can cheer him up?
I'll see what I can do.

Hey Charlie, let's take another look at that notebook of yours
I want to see all your new inventions
Charlie? Oh, Charlie..

If your father were here, you would not be in bed
You'd be acting out the stories from the books that you've read
He'd be walking the plank of Charlie Bucket, Buccaneer
You'd be sailing if your father were here.

And if wishes were horses, we could gallop away
And if cabbages were watches, I would the time all day
Ah, but all we can we can offer you are dreams of every size
So close your eyes, Charlie Bucket, close your eyes.

Looks like he's asleep. It's getting colder tonight
Oh, we'll manage!
I'm glad he has you
I'm glad he has you
See you tomorrow.

See you tomorrow
(To Charlie)
Well Charlie, we'll need to get you another blanket, eh?
If your mother were here, she would banish the cold
And your dad brings the springtime when your mum's feeling old
As we're watching you grow
Inch by inch by inch by year...
I would thank her, if your mother were here
Well Charlie, if you won't make a wish, then I will.