You’ve been there since the beginning
Wow, what a cliche
Maybe I should say again
That you were there when I was gray.
There when I was born
There when I was sad
Maybe sometimes you let out a sigh
But it never meant that you were mad.
You had it in me
You really did
I took it too far
When I threw my bib.
The time that you take out for me
Is too special to cherish timely
When I am older I’ll feel cooler
Cooler, oh, cooler than a drooler.
I have never thought I’d feel this much
Oh, this feeling has been here too long
And I guess I have to take it out
For it chirps like a song.
I have to tell you, Mother,
That…
I đź’— you.
The End
