If Your Mother Were Here - The Original London Cast Recording/Jack Shalloo

Lyrics by：Marc Shaiman/Scott Wittman

Composed by：Marc Shaiman

Well there might be a hole in the roof Charlie

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 could cheer him up

I'll see what I can do​

See you tomorrow

See you tomorrow

Hey Charlie

Let's have 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 know the time all day

Ah but all we can offer you are dreams in every size

So close your eyes

Charlie Bucket close your eyes

Looks like he's asleep

Any luck

Not today

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

We'll have to get you another blanket

Won't we Charlie eh

If your mother were here

She would banish the cold

And your dad brings the springtime

When your mum's feelin' 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