When she woke and found Mother Nature hurt
She rose up and united her friends for the mighty win
Mother Nature wants it that way
So from city tops to mountain slums
The daughter marked the way
And
how they came down on her so
They will come down on her soul
So heavy, heavy, heavy always
Each
morning with blistered toes
She gets up from the mud
She wages her charming ways
Mother Nature wants it that way
Because underneath everything is a little win
Each
morning you can see her
She carries no weapon
Only has her friends
She’s got hope stuck in her eye
Mother Nature wants it that way
Look at the daughter
She is rippling with her mighty wins
And look at Mother Nature
She’s all better with her daughter's little wins