The Perfect Fan
It takes a lot to know what is love
It's not the big things, but the little things
That can mean enough
A lot of prayers to get me through
And there is never a day that passes by
I don't think of you
You were always there for me
Pushing me and guiding me
Always to succeed
You showed me
When I was young, just how to grow
You showed me
Everything that I should know
You showed me
Just how to walk without your hands
'Cause, mom, you always were the perfect fan
God has been so good
Blessing me with a family
Who did all they could
And I've had many years of grace
And it flatters me when I see
A smile on your face
I wanna thank you for what you've done
In hopes, I can give back to you
And be the perfect son
You showed me
When I was young, just how to grow
You showed me
Everything that I should know
You showed me
Just how to walk without your hands
'Cause, mom, you always were the perfect fan
(You showed me how to love)
You showed me how to love
(You showed me how to care)
You showed me how to care
(You showed me that you would) always be there
I wanna thank you for that time
And I'm proud to say you're mine
You showed me
When I was young, just how to grow
You showed me
Everything that I should know
You showed me
Just how to walk without your hands
'Cause, mom, you always were the perfect fan
'Cause, mom, you always were
Mom, you always were
Mom, you always were
I know you always were
'Cause, mom, you always were the perfect fan
I love you, mom
La Fan Perfecta
Se necesita mucho para saber qué es el amor
No son las cosas grandes, sino las pequeñas
Que pueden significar lo suficiente
Muchas oraciones para llevarme adelante
Y no hay un solo día que pase
Sin que piense en ti
Siempre estuviste ahí para mí
Empujándome y guiándome
Siempre hacia el éxito
Me enseñaste
Cuando yo era joven, a crecer
Me enseñaste
Todo lo que yo debería saber
Me enseñaste
A caminar sin tus manos
Porque, mamá, siempre fuiste la fan perfecta
Dios ha sido tan bueno
Bendiciéndome con una familia
Que hizo todo lo posible
Y he tenido muchos años de gracia
Y me alegra cuando veo
Una sonrisa en tu cara
Quiero agradecerte por lo que has hecho
Con la esperanza de poder devolverte
Y ser el hijo perfecto
Me enseñaste
Cuando yo era joven, a crecer
Me enseñaste
Todo lo que yo debería saber
Me enseñaste
A caminar sin tus manos
Porque, mamá, siempre fuiste la fan perfecta
(Me enseñaste a amar)
Me enseñaste a amar
(Me enseñaste a querer)
Me enseñaste a querer
(Me enseñaste que siempre) estarías ahí
Quiero darte las gracias por ese tiempo
Y me enorgullece decir que eres mía
Me enseñaste
Cuando yo era joven, a crecer
Me enseñaste
Todo lo que yo debería saber
Me enseñaste
A caminar sin tus manos
Porque, mamá, siempre fuiste la fan perfecta
Porque, mamá, siempre fuiste
Mamá, siempre fuiste
Mamá, siempre fuiste
Sé que siempre fuiste
Porque, mamá, siempre fuiste la fan perfecta
Te amo, mamá
Composição: Brian Littrell / Thomas L. Smith